it's a depressing poem, but I thought I should post it. my friend wrote it about me.
Koware-Yasui=fragile
young love is so easily broken taken for granted by those people who can't see into those deep, sorrow-filled eyes.
I've seen the way you were before so happy and carefree then tragedy struck you down now you think we don't see.
but I know better than to think that you are alright; you hide the sadness, the pain, the loneliness I know that you're dying inside.
I care so much for my best friend but he never believes me when I say "we care about you Andy. we love you. there is another way"
you write sad songs, you stay alone you refuse to let anyone in we all went through it too, you know that pain through which you've been
I wish you would listen to me I really don't like seeing you like you are. it's hard to handle all the things that you do
all the scars on your wrist the poetry, the black you wear you act like she would want this pain you insist to bear.
I try not to lose my temper with the way you act to me but it's hard to stay so calm when it's like you want to flee.
Koware-Yasui · Wed Nov 29, 2006 @ 01:53am · 0 Comments |