I'm the weaker writer,
I'm the wordless poet...

Lately I've been out spoken,
All my ideas have been taken...

The Real World by Arlie B.
Verse 1...

I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS!
WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME...

DO I ACTUALLY HAVE FRIENDS?
I DON’T KNOW ANYMORE...

You know a few days have past,
since I heard from you last...

I'm tired of loving the world,
with no love back...

The day I run out of paper,
Isn't the moment I drop my pen...

No longer will I hide,
I want them to hear my voice from the world to the...

Memories of you,
make me cry...

I love you, I miss you,
do you love me and miss me too...

To Live, To walk, To breathe,
I need more than food...