She needs to know how much she means to me
She needs to know how much I care
She needs to know the love I have for her
A love that will never show weakness in her time of need
A love that will show her i'll be there.
There for all the little things and the not so little things
She needs to know,  i'll always be there
She needs to know

maybe i got no time
to think of words that will rhyme

even if it's out of my system
to make an unrhymed poem,
i will write one for you.
..
..
too tired to stay
only to be pushed away

too tired to exert effort
on people who doesn't know my worth

too tired to care
nothing left for myself to spare

and maybe like an unrhymed poem
your verses seemed like mayhem
but i still love them
every **** bit of them.

and maybe like a rhyming poem
i can never get you out of my system

God knows how hard i tried
but i'm tired

*in an attempt to make an unrhymed poem, i still wrote a rhyming one at the end.

she was scared of dying

but she didn't want to live

"you can't just
touch my soul
and leave"

And that bird sang to me,
When I would cry.
Joyful tunes from that tree,
To make me smile.
But I left the bird alone,
And died inside.
Didn't listen to its tone,
He loved me.