I was never sure of how to tell you...now it's too late.
All you did was try to make me stay.
It was hard for me to keep track of time.
A dead end was all I could find.

Words of sorrow are spewed from my mouth.
You always seemed content with another.
Your head high in the clouds.
And you said you loved me like a brother.

It hurts deep down, yet I do not frown.
I shall not keep you prisoner, t'wouldn't be like me.
I heard what you said, I saw what you did.
I understand ypu are floating away.

May your waters be calm...

Hope you feel better. I write or make poems too when I get mad. I thought it was stupid to say im a poet, or a fact box, but I guess its not stupid, Because poems are beutiful works of art, like this.

A molded paper you are, too beautiful for anyone,
though you have found your flower.
Goodbye my astar, fly away.

May your winds be calm...

*tight huggle* o^o