I shut the door behind me.
Turned back around to lock it...

This is a redo of my poem, Happiness (2)
Each day could be a new beginning...

Friends fight.
Grades fall...

Easy to find what's wrong.
Harder to find what's right...

The past did affect the present and the future.
In way you could divide easily...

I want to be with you so badly.
You're someone that could make me happy...

"Everyday I sit here waiting
Everyday just seems so long...

Suffering.
Crying...

The hallway is empty.
And I'm walking alone...

Do I love you?
Or, do I just love the idea of being with you...

Your eyes are torture.
Your stare burns into me...

I don't want to fake what I'm feeling inside.
So much pain and anger built up...