i just don't know what to tell myself
i don't want to bring me down
i haven't got a clue as to what to say
nothing left to do since you're not around
no one's up this late to talk me through
the feelings that i get when i think of you
none's gonna come to distract my mind
and oh how i wonder just what i'll find
there's someone out there that's thinking of me
at least not in the sense that i do to them
it doesn't matter since i'm stuck in misery
but i'll keep it to myself all the way to the end
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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