i would love to write a poem thats all gooey and sappy,
id love to write a poem thats finally happy,
but the truth is that its just not how i feel,
and im not fake, i have to write about things that are real.
my true feelings for a guy or an important event,
whether its a letter to someone or i just need to vent.
now dont get me twisted,
like a buttery crescent biscuit,
I want to feel glad,
But I cant when im sad,
Cus I went through so much stuff,
Ive never felt what its like to be loved.
to be held in the arms of that one amazing guy,
i know will never say good-bye.