Okay, I'll be HONEST,
I am melodramatic often,
But when it comes to love,
I'm just "In Love."

The SAT's are now over,
And I study as best I can,
Despite my annoying learning disability,
I can say I tried.
But now there's the ACT,
And the finals and regents,
Along with maintaining my GPA,
And dealing with endless anxiety.

Love is enough,
Drama is too much to handle

I always worry about what others think of me,
And I can't take the best I can possibly do;
Stuck in quick sand,
Stuck on *you.

I have many things to come,
And many things to do,
But I somehow always seem empty.

He made his first move,
And now it's time for me to make mine...

The best kind of love,
Painfully hurts deep inside.