My last Tear.....
I'm here not knowing what to do,
Guessing and thinking....i think of you.
I'm here not knowing what to do,
When I'm around you...I act like a Fool.
My past is consuming me,
the future confusing me.
Denying the facts which amuse me,
Expressing poems defuse me....
Like a messed-up negative pole,
i repel all positive...
dreaming but cant create,
summers coming and i cant wait.
This pain and suffering is alot to withstand,
i want 'you' to be there and hold my hand.
If thats to much to ask,its ok....
i'll be alone by myself,write my poems by a lake....
Its hard for me to act fake....
lying for some people,a piece of cake.
As i learn more about us and life,
live it to the fullest.....and i guess you'll be alright....