Read my poems and u will know me... |
Love was my air
Life was so fair...
In the real world there is a true fact
That the people that u think care about u...
Few appreciate the rainy days
like few appreciate teary eyes...
At home is where i am alone,
Where no one calls on my phone...
Dear stranger,
There is something I have been meaning to tell...
When I am lonely I cry to my shadow
Its image guides me for tomorrow...
In the real world there is a true fact
That the people that u think care about u...
Expect less to reap more |
You dont love her because she is beautiful; she is beautiful because you love her |
Go on talk shit about me, your only making me famous |