let the words of this pencil speak out my mind.
Anger and rage held up inside,
As  sadness withers from thy heart.
pain and agony begins to start.
The beautiful passion for love I have,
but scared to say for it might lag.
Starting with the wind
but ending with it gone,
so enjoy what i say "having fun."
Keeping a friend
They're with you forever,
but then see another gone right out the window.
although remembering the good times,
it makes you think.
life ant half bad,
but sometimes its the worst.
Tho put a smile on my face and see thy true colors,
For nothing will take away your smile
not unless you let it.