Are you gay?
Or are you straight...

Boy, you just don't understand,
i loved the way you held my hand...

This poem is for my mom who died december 28, 2001...
what fun i thought it was going to be...

I feel as if I'm going to explode,
because i cant let go of these tears...

When all this first started, i told myself i would...
i didn't have the guts to tell you how i felt...

Do you ever notice the way i look at you all the...
Or the way I talk to you...

You better get your act together.
life's never ganna get better...

It hurts when you don't listen, or when you back...
it hurts how you never remember, how you put me...

Let me take you shopping.
let me buy your food...

Every once in a while when we're sitting in...
I'll just watch you doing whatever it is your...

Someday you'll be gone,
but it won't be because you've died...

All these things you're saying just brings me more...
you're tearing and scratching at my heart...