I had this little dream,
But Yet this dream was real...

I was once a good child,
Please the parents...

That straight edged girl,
She would never drink...

How ironic can things be,
That i know you see...

In September our Thoughts went wild,
Were thought we were more then just a child...

If you asked me why i love you,
I could tell you why...

You Don;tUnderstand what I need to know,
You Don't understand...

I sat home all a l o n e today..
Thinking if this thing will ever go away...

I day dream of you,
And that we are together...

I sit here crying and i can barly see,
You called me and also imed me...

Please mommy,
let me have just one piece...

Is any one like me,
Its not easy to see...