My birthday

June 23rd 2004

I write this poem for the anniversary of my birth.
So you know you're all that ever gave my life worth.
But now that you're not allowing both of us to be one
I feel like my heart is dead and gone

I can't write about this anymore
I can't write that my heart jumped out of my chest
I can't write about this pain
I can't...I just can't

I am me, and that's all I'll ever be
If thats not enough, then what is there to see?

If I could still love you after everything you've done
Isn't there another chance for us to be one?

This shouldn't hurt as much as it does.
But it does and it always will
Just knowing that you won't come back
Makes me want to swallow a pill

And be gone and done with this world
But I guess I'll just have to wait
Because it's amazing how fast all the love I had
Could be replaced with all this hate.