My laughter is all i got, because every time i cry...
I want a guy who can really showing me they love...
I think I wrote you
too many poems...
One, Two...
The countdown begins...
I saw it coming
I couldv'e stopped it...
Abandoned by the doubtful strength, left to hide...
The music rages on like a freight train through...
There was something
about the last Sunday...
Some days i feel like I'm going insane,
like things just wont go right...
And so,
another poem...
10-14-11
When I lay down at night...
Faking these smiles
hurting within...
One step forward,two steps back
It's always the same...