Give me a gun
give me a knife...

Every day and night
as my friend drive me from place to place...

What can i trade?
for a chance to speak...

Each day i look at the stars
the stars has memories of my forbidden past...

Am not really smart
am not really bright...

Stare in the eyes of the sorrow night
the night sky didn't seem to rain or cry...

You always wonder
you always try...

Dear love one
you may have been long gone...

This cold feeling of hate and pain
this cold feeling of losing you to another person...

I know my poems suck
i know my comments are retarded...

I'm so sick of those dreams
I'm so sick of those love songs that you always...

Shatter this feelings
This is a great chance to let romance take over...