There is sorrow in these words I speak,
As I say them, here I weep.
I don't know what to do,
Idon't know what to say.
All I want to do,
Is say goodbye to you.
Everyday I cry and cry,
Because I don't know what to do,
Or even, what to say to you.
It is because I am so confused,
And I know you are too,
I am telling this to you.
My head hurts constantly,
And people are always telling me different things.
All I think about now,
Are the problems of my friends.
Trying to decipher truth from lies,
It's a hard thing to do.
Even when it comes to you.
When I look at you,
You look so sad, Like a puppy
Who's lost his way,
And can't survive, poor lad.
But when I look back,
Your smiling and no one knows why.
It seems as if nothing is wrong,
And the world could never be more perfect.
Everytime I look,
It seems like it's different.
When I look real hard,
Isee the different tings you could be,
Maybe an actress, singer, or artist.
You'll just never know what I'll see.
I'm sorry that I'm not perfectand true,
Just please understand,
I'm sorry I've done this to you.
I'm sorry when I see the happiness on your face,
Because, I can't seem to give that to you.
Don't take me wrong,
Because you know I love you.
For everytime I think of the problems you are facing,
My heart aches to take that away,
And take it on for you.
I cry when I think of the things that could have been,
If it hadn't been for me, me, and me again.
I want to run away,
To somewhere it won't hurt,
To a place where pain will not be.
With someone who cares for me.
I don't know where I'd go,
Or what I'd do,
Or even,
How I'm supposed to tell you.
I feel as if I've failed you,
Told you the wrong thing to do.
Misleading you.
Leading you down the wrong path.
People have told me things,
That have scared me so bad.
But there are things you don't know,
Like how I hate them so.
It's as if I cannot see,
See the things
That haunt you and me.
I am just so confused,
I don't know what I'm supposed to do,
What I'm supposed to say,
How I'm supposed to act around you.
My emotions are different every day.
About something I must tell you,
If someone came and got you,
They'd have to take me, too.
Because when I look across the roof tops,
I think of how it could have been.
How that, if you had never met them,
You'd be better off now than then.
Or maybe I'm talking about me rather than them.
Please don't forget me,
Or how much you mean to me,
Because I'll always love you,
For eternity.
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