Saying his name makes my lips bleed
but i have to say it
i have this need
he stares at me,i'm so confused
im playing a game, i just might lose
but do i dare say it to myself
would that make it true
there's got to be something else
a missing clue
this life i live has become a tragedy
but he's so clueless why cant he see?
he has his world
i have mine
but these two worlds
will intertwine
whats amazing about this poem is that i didnt write it but it's exactly how i feel and felt. My friend wrote it.
