I am young, I feel old
I am warm, inside cold
I have friends, yet I'm lonly
though surrounded by loved ones only
I am happy, but confused
I am nice, get abused
I am brave, yet a corward
am afraid to step forward
I don't want to let you see
the weak real me
I am sminling, deeply crying
I am quiet, only whining
I am loved, yet can't do
I am looking just for you
I am strong, inside weak
it is you that I seek
you're my strengh never loosing
the only one who doesn't use me
 Sherry90 · Sun Oct 26, 2008 @ 12:09am · 0 Comments |
