Sunday, May 4, 2008

Untitled.

I cry a lot.
I worry that I'm not perfect.
Things are changing.
You have changed. I have changed.
There's not a lot I can do.
So I cry.
One day I hope,
I have faith that things will be different.
I KNOW that things will be different.
I will not have a reason to cry anymore.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

this almost made me cry.

all your poems are so filled with emotion.
its amazing.


you have some serious talent.
i never knew you could write like that.


<3 ash.