You have done more good
but you have done some wrong...

No one really gets it
no one knows my need...

~okay theres a song called this i know but when...
The waxy petals between her fingers...

My poem are crappy
I'm just typing stuff...

I wonder what
people like you...

I have a headache
its been a long day...

I look and she stares back at me
I've found shes my worst enemy...

I cried on your once warm shoulder
Right after he got done kicking me around...

I hate the way you walk
as if you are the best...

Turn on a home movie
sit down next to the popcorn...

If the world was to crumble
right beneath your feet...

Why am the one who always makes first contact?
do ya think thats helping now...