I'm standing in the middle of this street
Wondering why am I here, is there someone to meet...

I'm sitting here staring at a blank page
Contemplating on the years of my age...

When I look at you [look back and smile]
When I hold your hand [grip it tightly...

The walls are closing in on me, I don't know what...
It feels as if I'm all alone, and nowhere can I...

This poem may not always rhyme
But it seems as though I have some time...

As the time flies by and the pain seems to pass
Of a love that was never really meant to last...

There are many things, like feelings, that i don't...
crushes, love, fear, hate, but i wouldn't show...

The right guy is someone you want to tell...
The person you want to give your whole heart out...

The right girl is someone that calls you when you...
Someone that knows what's wrong and what you want...

The haters are people that can't stand to see...
People that make up stories beacsue you have a new...

The quiet ones stand in the back and listen to...
They sit and watch as other people run their lives...

Right now I have this feeling that I cant explain
Compared to the feelings I had before, its not the...