I dont think u like me
i know that is true...

My dad's annoying
my dad is sad...

People say that the hardest transition
is from elementary to junior high...

He writes me notes,
he comes and goes...

We have been best buds buds for soo long
now it seems like we are drifting apart...

Thanks you guys for helping me grow
and thank you for being with me since a long time...

I have never felt so free
like a bird u have released me...

You are my angel,
living up high in the clouds...

My best bud
is sometimes kind to me...

This poem is dedicated to you, Jackie
We've been bestfriends for seven years...

My first true love
is sad and gone...

She's the one person that I can always trust.
The one that always is there...