I am the
Unwanted...

The Way You Love Me.
Gentle, caring, and sweet...

Often, I look up at the stars and
wonder if you're doing the same...

Like static in my mind
I scream my silent screams...

There were galaxies in her eyes because
When she hung herself from the old tree...

Go to work.
Go home...

She heads for the box to take out the blade
Then closes the door...

I know the pain of being cheated on
I know the pain of being lied too...

*A poem I wrote a little more than a year ago.*
Whenever I'm around you or hear your voice...

Why is it, that when we got to junior high...
Why is it, we never talk...

You and I,
a couple of small town kids...