You may just be too tired,
or you may be on your way...

One more round, another spin.
The other has collapsed, pulled down by his sin...

Foolish girl, what's happened now?
Those tears are fierce and fresh...

So slowly the hours grind on by,
leaving behind forgotten thoughts...

Sorry folks, not one of my better poems :-/
My mind it always enters...

Roll the dice again
for nothing more than less...

Give me a reason for smiling, for I fear that I...
This life, schoolwork, condemning words...

And there it sat upon the shelf
of a lonely, longing mind...

Another fake smile shining bright,
so as to fill up your sight...

My best friend went away this week.
He left me here to cry and weep...

With grease on his hands
and boots on his feet...

A brief whisper unto the ear,
sweet words that seem to matter...