*I know this poem is long, but please take the...
The doors are closing in on me...

The love I have could fill a sea or two...

Bottled up inside
Are the words I never said...

My knees begin to shake
My life is filled with wonder...

I'm the quiet kid every classroom has
I sit in the back of the room...

So Im here again
Sitting here in my room...

I try my best to say goodbye
But all my words will stay inside...

My pen is ever-moving, ever-soaring,
across endless pages of serene white...