Untitled

Poem By brandy billiot

thinking of you makes me sad
being with you makes me glad
how come i feel these things
gosh i just want to scream

why is it that im sad when we talk
but so happy when we walk
why are you in my head
as i lay down for bed

why do i feel so torn apart
in my sad and lonely heart
you could've been my hero
instead turned out to be a zero

why dont you get just how i feel
maybe i should just deal
with the fact that you don't dare
to say that you care

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