He sits on the edge of my bed
Telling me how he feels...

*I didnt write this but as i read it, it made me...
I'd like to be the sort of friend that...

The day I met you,
I started a new life...

That doesn’t take back,
The tears that I’ve cried...

My life is like a road,
full of easy ways out and wrong turns...

*Hey guys this is Marys poem shes a friend of mine...
My world is over...

War, pain, and tears
you fight so hard to keep what your fighting...