It's gotten a little cold out,
[The wind chill now bites my skin...

Your words floated onto paper with such elegant...
As I struggled with my thoughts, subdued by a...

Six 8-year-old children look on in despair,
As one of their friends lies naked and bare...

You've always had a touch of vanity,
The coolest kid of all humanity...

Shadows move where light should be;
Echoes of bleakness so dark and deadly...

I wrote this for my English class...

I've never really wished before;
Never thought it would come true...

It used to be a lullaby;
Your sweet echoes filled my ears...

Sitting in the park on that beautiful day,
Spending time patiently talking away...

Let Me Love You
I walk up to you...

The tears in my eyes
The burning inside...

Mirrors, they tell us lies
Show us things that are not true...