What if I told you I'm dieing on the inside? That inside my mind I plan to Break away and fly? That a moment passes in a year These broken hearts seem tried But they're coming out for one last time They're turning into tears
Well I can't speak your name Aloud- it hurts Remember you Hurt me, too. Long before I learned to Forget the past.
I fashioned this poem off a song I wrote on the piano. I hope everyone likes it! Most of my poems are kind of like lyrics, so I guess when you read them try and sing them. I think a few of mine sound better that way.