Why do my words hurt so many but help so few?
Why do my lips have to work faster than my brain...
I think I hate these summer nights.
when nostaliga can creep in...
Oh I thought you'd know by now that I live to make...
away; I Just want it all to stop...
Sometimes I just day dream,
Of me and you beneath the flowers...
I thought we were friends,
I thought I could tell you everything...
Friend go they move away
But in your heart is where they'll stay...
When I first started college,
I thought I wouldn't make any friends...
It is not too late for revenge
I will take everything from you like you did...
The world was built for pairs, but we
Are creatures that self-destruct...
This is poem made for closed friend to my heart...
there is many friendship wait us , and there is...
You always had my back
And you always made me laugh...
So many thoughts run through my head and I can't...
Who you were...