Why is it the ones we love we always hurt?
The people that want to help and try to help...

The smile on her face,
The look in her eyes...

*this really isn't any good. see, all my poems are...
I see you in the hallway...

Lost.
Beyond everything...

This is what i need to stop,
Even if my pain has not...

Wallowing in my depression,
Dying to break free...

Twinkle twinkle little star,
You're so near but yet so far...

I don't know what I'm writing,
It probably won't make much sense...

Sometimes I feel
Without a doubt alone...

What did I ever do
To deserve this pain inside...

I'm not sure what's happening,
To us; the bestest friends...

What to you is a good friend?
A friend to me...