I love writing poetry |
I'm sick and tired of being here
and being not really there...
I look in the mirror and see myself standing there...
I wonder why I'm here...
Time is fading yet I'm still missing
missing you missing every moment...
I think I'm frozen
since you came in to my life...
People always try to make me feel better but all...
No one helps me out when i bleed |
If this was a perfect world, we wouldn't have to face it alone |
Love is a gift,pain is a gift |