I dress differently than most.
Everyone stares like im some circus host.
I hate it when everyone stares.
I feel like i might as well be bare.
I write my heart out with this pen.
Hoping one day i can make a true friend

I show no remorse.
I cause people nothing but emotional sores.
I have a mean side.
That can hit you like a rockslide.
I hate myself for it.
But some may never forget.
Im sorry is all i can say.
Now i go my seperate way.

The first time we met.
I knew it wouldnt be a regret.
THe first time we kissed.
My heart filled with bliss.
When we hang out.
Your all i can think about.
You took me along on a camping trip.
Where on the raft ride we would fall and slip.
I love the way ur nose wrinkles.
And the way your eye has that special twinkle.
Even when we fight.
In my heart i know everything will be alright.
When im near you i think of love.
Which reaches the heavens above.
You take me to church.
Where for God we search.
I call you Dear Heart.
Because ive loved you from the start.

When i see you my stomach gets a knot.
When i see you i wanna give u everything i got.
In my life you are the best.
You make my heart pound through my chest.
When i am down.
You erase my frown.
I always feel alright.
Cause we never fight.
Your the one i wanna see.
I think you would agree.
My feelings for you are so strong.
I wish i could just write u a song.
Your so special in every way.
I just wish i could see your face everyday.
It is you my love.
Who is an angel from above.

You were always a role model to me.
A man id like to grow up to be.
I liked seeing u at church.
There for God in our hearts we would search.
I know now ur in a better place.
Up in heaven in Gods grace.
I will miss u Mr Hall.
In our hearts u will remain to us all.

I dont know what to do anymore.
I always feel so sore.
Like someone is stepping on my heart.
Or piercing me with a thousand darts.
People always make me feel so ******.
Do i look like i want ur ****** pity?
My hatred is in this arm.
Which causes me this emotional harm.

My feelings for some are so dark.
As they make these emotional marks.
You call me emo.
you call me ******.
Who the **** are you to talk.
Everytime i turn and walk.
You fill me with hate.
Like i belong in Hells gate.
i always feel so incomplete.
Like my heart is nothing but pure concrete.

As the days pass ive learned not to trust.
You do nothing but make my heart bust.
You make me want to cut.
Everytime i feel like im being punched in the gut.
I feel my blood so warm.
As i do myself this harm.
To me love is Hell.
Which i cannot dwell.

Sometimes life can really ****.
To where i could barely give a ****.
The blood pours and drips.
As my skin rips.
I can feel the rush.
As my dreams are crushed.
Im told poetry helps.
As i write down my cries and yelps.
I dont want anyone to ever dare try to care.