_With a little love

I don't want another pretty face

I don't want just anyone to hold

I don't want my love to go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

You're the one I want to chase

You're the one I want to hold

I won't let another minute go to waste

I want you and your beautiful soul

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

i'm gettin depression again...

dun think anyone sees this... haiz... wth is wrong with my life... maybe i shld jus fade away frm the face of the earth or something...

here's a poem i wrote

Broken family

Sitting there in the dark
Crying quietly to himself
With screams and shouts of a man and a woman
Crashing plates, breaking glass
Are heard through the silence of the night
That small little figure shivers in the dark
Holds a pillow close
And streams of tears flow down

A door slams, a car drives off
Silence fills the air
He crawls out of bed
And walks out of the door
With a timid heart and a tearful face
He walks into the hall
Broken pots, glass everywhere
A broken picture frame lies there
With a picture of a happy family long ago
The smiles have faded
And the pain has come
A little boy of ten years old
Left out in the cold

Up the stairs he goes
Hoping the day ends soon
And crawls into bed
Praying that it will stop
All the hate and pain
Of a broken home.

_i_love_u_so_much_
10:20 PM