Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.
Sure I'm young, quiet, and shy.
But I'm such an amazing person, which many pass by.
Why?
Why can't people just take the time?
Just tell me your favorite thing to do and I'll tell you mine.
The people that do, I hold dear to my heart.
They see me as mysterious, sweet, funny, and smart.
You can't expect me to open up the very first day.
It takes time, but trust me, I'll soon have a lot to say.
Why?
Why can't people wait and get to know the real me?
I bet you I'd be a much different person than you first did see.
The things I've seen will scar me for life.
Growing up, I've seen wrong and very little o
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
God Sent Me You At A Moment In My Life
When He Knew I Needed A Companion
Only He
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<Hands starting to sweat.
Next thing you know, your palms are wet.
It gets harder
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when w
There's this little thing called friendship.
I experience it every day,
And I wil
If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem
