I'm not mad, just disappointed
like mother towards her child...

You always say its up to me
what if i said i don't want it to be...

I am tired of looking at my poems
and seeing you haven't responded...

I told you flat out
it wasn't you i got mad at...

Send me an angel
from the heavens above...

I'm the girl
everyone steps on...

I guess we get truth
behind millions of lies...

Love doesn't exist
not for people like me...

I'm not mad
at least not you...

I through a flower on the floor
it signified i cant take love anymore...

She told me a story
i didn't want to believe...

Young girl don't cry
ill comfort you till your tears run dry...