Can you open your eyes and realize I'm standing...
I've been standing right in front of you forever...

I scare myself when i look in the mirror and see...
it scares me when i feel your touch and your hands...

Why can't we just go back to yesterday
why does this all change...

The sound of the waves crashes my soul
it brings me to this beach and those forever lost...

I am slowly dying here
listening to sad old love songs...

I cant seem to express this inner struggle
i cant seem to think of the right words to say...

I want to fall to my knees and make you realize...
your suppose to be understanding and always there...

DEAR GRANDPA,
i cant believe u've been gone for almost three...

Started thinking back
started to smile again...

This was my first poem i ever wrote it is...
Look at her clothes...

This face describes pain ,
not happiness...

When I'm with you there's no doubt in my mind
i would spend the rest of my life to be standing...