Sweetie, Sweetie,
Look at yourself...
Childish play but picture perfect,
the age, the mind it matters...
Is there no one out there for me?
i have the lock, but who has the key...
Dear reader, this is my poem
So I do what I want...
A friend is someone who listens,
A friend is someone who cares...
People changes like the season,
But please don't worry, I'm here...
Thinking about you reminds me of her
& As I draw your picture she takes your place...
I know you've become inert
But I swear I wasn't the one to make you hurt...
Oh, dear friend,
Why do you cry...
ARE YOU OK?
are you OK...
Dear Mr. Bobbitt,
I remember in biology...
God, my prayers aren't quite good,
so i write down my sob-filled pleas...