When I woke up this morning,
I got ready for school...

Tonight I will write a poem.
Trying to explain of a love that God created...

A whirlwind of shades of brown, orange and red
Dance across a field in an autumn breeze...

How do you live....?
How do you go on...

The truth is that I'm losing patience.
Just growing tired and weary of waiting...

I'd like to say that everything will be ok
But we both know I'd be lying...