Not even a poem. More of a venting session.
Laughter. Joy. Excitement...

I need someone to hold me...
for i am weak...

I need someone to hold me...
for i am weak...

I never thought...
About all of those things...

Did you know that i wanna be with you
I'm sitting here silently thinking of you...

Hey boy. You are so fine...
I just want you to be mine...

Everyday,
When you're close to me...

Everyday,
When you're close to me...

This is not really good poem. it's just how i feel
i want to go to a place...

I hate my life..
i cover my problems with my smiles...

I was almost close to suicide,
When suddenly I had to decide...

Nothing seems to heal all the pain...
Nothing seems to undo all the things that I have...