Why can't I find,
a happier time...

I must tell you,
of what I feel inside...

I cannot believe it,
now it has come true...

Why do I feel this constantly,
whenever you're around...

I made a choice,
one I regret...

This thing is a constant,
it never swaggers...

Darkness surrounds me,
it's up in my face...

I stare at your picture,
your eyes draw me in...

Oh wouldn't it be nice,
to live in an eternal paradise...

Fake people,
litter our streets...

*This poem has a lot of inside jokes and stuff in...
You're in 7th grade...

Get the bible,
out of my face...