Theres never a right time to do it so if you ask for the right time the answer is now.

Poetry is the doorway to ones mind, a way to translate ones thoughts upon paper, a way to communicate with ones self opinions.

When your mad you can make really bad decisions.

Why doesn't anyone like me?
It's so not FAIR!
Why am I the only one who gets deprived of love?
When everywhere I look he is there......

As you kill me with every cut,
I sit there with my mouth shut.
Watching the blood pour out,
There's no sceaming, no shouts.
I even gave you the knife,
Because I know I don't belong in this life.

I think about you 24/7 and you always leave me smiling. I've never felt this way about anyone ever.

You are the only one who completely takes my breathe away.

I wanna feel you on me.

A good friend would come bail you out of jail. A true friend will be sitting next to you saying "Damn...THAT WAS FREAKING AWESOME!"

"You think i'm so tough...but I just never let you see me cry."

-Unknown