How do I start this, in what way can it be written!
My mind is full of words but none worth completen.
When you're near me a feeling of safety sourrounds me,
Appreciated at most I pay with my life's fee.
We come from different worlds as we already know,
But we're getting through the days, the process very slow.
I see that you care for me and more as the days go by,
Dont understand the things you do keep asking myself why!
Have'nt seen any progress in changing with you,
I gave my life a whole different look if only you knew.
Im told i'm an attention *****,
And in reality it's you who wants it more.
Inside myself I feel lost in a world well hidden,
Where any of my life's freedom is forbidden.
As I see you come and go as you please,
Hurting me inside I drop to my knees.
You're secrets and lies have me twisted with hate,
With the future untold I sit back and wait.
Wait for my heart to be broken again,
To learn for myself you don't want to be my friend.
See for myself you're as selfish as I see,
Absorb the truth that you never loved me.
Sacrifice  is done for a loved one like you,
That's what was done on my behalf and hoped you would too.
Your excuses are just an easy way out,
Anyone can change that's true without doubt.
I pray every night as I gaze at the stars in the sky above,
That you open your heart and allow me to fill it with hope, happiness and my love.

If only you could hear yourself,
they say denial is bad for your health.
I'm ****** if I do and ****** if I don't,
you can see for yourself but you wont.
You're well aware of the things you do,
on a  daily basis I'm hurt because of you.
I'm told I embarrass  you as well as disgust and make you sick,
there's much more go ahead and take your pick.
Doing things for you I just don't do,
laundry, trash and the rest must get done by you.
No money in my pocket no place for me to go,
stay inside all day and you still call me a ***.
Bullying me day by day makes my heart numb,
wish you could hear yourself,
cause even you would think you were dumb.
You say I'm a lier and you say things that are not true,
just because you're miserable doesn't mean I have to be too.
You want me to ***** up so bad and I don't understand why,
maybe it's because you've made mistakes and I always catch you in a lie.
You might not admit it because you rarely do,
you haven't changed a bit your still the same you.
No compromising or meeting me halfway,
your so insecure with yourself but it's me that has to pay.
You can right me a letter or tell me the same thing I heard it all before,
Dont think I'm going to listen because I can't stand your b.s anymore.
You want me to talk to you and when I do,
you dont listen because it's not important to you.
I bust my ss to help you at work and what thanks do I get!
One of these days your gonna realize there's things you're gonna regret.
I dont do a **** thing wrong and yet it's me that gets the sht end of the stick,
the way you are with me no wonder i'm always sick.
My patience is wearing thin with you,
to be honest I dont think I even love you.
Your ways of thinking, your ego and your pride,
so worried what others think so many times you've made me cry.
You have no feelings towards me you're always putting me down,
and you wonder to yourself why I wear a frown.
I must get away from you and I must make it quik,
because I can't stand you, you minipulating pr*ck.

I see you making an effort indeed,
I could'nt tell you before but it's you I need.
Some days you make me laugh inside,
Some days our worlds collide.
I try to make thing's right,
I would do anything not to fight.
The things you do I just dont get,
At least for now or not just yet.
You laugh at the wierdest stuff,
You even laugh when times are tuff.
Some how we always find a way,
To come up with the words we want to say.
What is it about you that makes me feel the way I do?
What ever it is make's my heart beat true.
You have my heart that I can't deny,
It's your's always 's till the day I die.

Lord how I wish thing's where different between us,
Every thing we do together end's with a fuss.
Why can't you see the thing's I do,
Are only a mirrored image of you.
I'm blamed for all that goes wrong,
I blame myself for putting up with it for so long.  
When was the last time you said you loved me?
And I don't mean after me; you see.
I can't stand your rule's, your way of thinking or your controlling way's,
But because I love you I've dealt with it for day's.
I can't be myself and I'm dieing inside,
You can't love who I am if I got to hide.
For how long do you expect me to do as told?
How long till you think a break down will unfold?
I'm telling you now and keep this in mind,
I'm unique, special and one of a kind.
I am who I am and will be who i'll be,
Im not making any more changes because im going to be me.

Time and time again just like day by day,
I get your call's but see no face I hope you're doing ok.
So that's a lie might as well be,
25 minute's is'nt long enough for me.  
For you I know you've been stressed with life and all,
And to busy at work to give me a call.
Your hand's are full and you don't want to quit,
But only second's it will take then back to work in a bit.
Maybe I'm selfish and think only of me,
I know there are other's who need you more, now that I see.
Jealous I'll never be, nor careless, thoughless or any of these.
I'll alway's know how much you care,
And when you're ready I'll alway's be there.

As I lay here in my bed,
I do nothing but wonder,wonder about the dead.
Are they with us every day?
Watching us, helping us for I hear that they may.
Does the dead pass through you when you feel a chill?
Or is it the cold breez? How do you know the dead is real?
I should'nt call it dead! Invisable or cant see,
Cause there is a difference between the dead and someone like me.
I believe the dead is real but can't hear or see or even feel.
The dead to me is someone gone bad,
Who's lost their soul's which they've once had.
I don't think it's the dead who watche's us at play,
They don't care enough to go out of their way.
But there is someone with you, giuding you to do right,
Stand's by your side all through the night.
Dead they are not, for they have a heart,
The world we live in they were once part.
They can feel, touch, move and even see,
And deep in my heart I feel someone with me.
The look of an innocent child and wing's of a white dove,
I believe they were sent from the heaven's above.
Angel's I call them, watching over us all.
Good and even the bad the great and the small.
Your guardian's alway's till the time comes,
When your body is weak and finally it numbths.
But don't be afraid there's nothing to fear,
Because a happier life and your angel are right hear.

Curious he thought to be, But all
the distractions kept him busy,
Curious questions in his head,
"Whats A Wee Man?" Its you I said!
Repeating questions a Wee Man
does, unable to listen just because.
So wonderous he may look, But deep
within he brain is cooked. The Wee
Man shall remain
forever curiuos, cause his ways of
not listening are so mysterious.