I'm tired of being ugly
the bad seed in the crowd...

Every day, I want to wake up to your face
and watch cartoons until noon...

What is a poem?
a combination of words, and sounds...

When you come home tomorrow,
Ill be waiting just like I said...

My heart burns in my eyes
with everything I feel for you...

It’s amazing how your voice,
Just a mix of letters, syllables, and tones...