I want to write you a poem
for you to figure who i am
i cant even think straight
are my words to late
im always afraid to say it out loud
like a cry from a dog in a pound
il always think of ways to be with you
cause even if im sick with flue
i am now drunk with my beer
so how are you my dear
i hate to see you sobbing
cause it stops my heart from pumping
i wanted you to know
but im always afraid to let it show...
