Poems are like apples
they fall from trees...

Why is it that
my poems come...

Smile and walk
and wish to run...

I didn't write this but I read it in the book...

The stars burst with fire
the clouds roll back from the sky...

Only if
you really try...

Sometimes I think
you don't see me...

Give me my heart back
you took it the...

I wished that I could
open your eyes...

One day i just forgot
forgot where i was...

If I could drain
the pain like blood...

You send me and angel
when I'm feeling down...