Parents are supposed to be there,
And influence you on good choices...

I have never felt this way before,
It feels like I"m in the right spot for once...

Not knowing where to go,
Or who to turn to...

I'm waiting to see,
What you are going to do...

You can't trap me,
In these walls...

We're supposed to be there for each other,
So let's just stop...

You say these words as if you've said them a...
They have lost their meaning...

Black is a regret,
That you can never forget...

What is it about you,
That makes my heart go crazy...

Where did you go?
I looked but I couldn't find you...

*This poem is dedicated to Steph, she's my BESTEST...
Who are You...

Who is this person,
That's known me as me...