I'm not who you want me to be.
I'm not even who you see...

When grandma left us that August night,
I didn't realize what would happen...

One night in August,
An angel swept through...

I met a boy, you see,
Everyone thought he’d fallen in...

I’m getting over you,
No more caring about what you do...

This isn’t another poem about a boy,
This time, it’s about joy...

I want to thank you,
For showing me who I can be...

I’m happy now, you know.
Guys come and they go...

You’re the kind of person
That hates to commit...

I want to get over you,
I’ve tried so hard...

I have a heart made of stone,
It wasn’t anyone's fault...

Hey Mom
I’m glad you’re always there...