we all need room to breathe.......
The wind blows through the trees
just enough so I can see
a girl alone with tears in her eyes
but I do not start to cry
I move a little closer
only a few feet away
still crying she turns to say
"no one cares
all they do is stare"
she holds out her arm
for me to see
what she goes through
her pain and her misery
with one quick look
she says goodbye
it is then that I start to cry
I tell her to hold on
that things will soon turn good
she says "I wish I could
this world is far to cold,
the looks are getting old."
As qiuckly as she has come
she is gone
never to be seen again
all thats left is the scar on my arm
which says the sweet sorrows of death
All happiness comes with a price.
Now I know what price I have to pay to be happy
Tell me what you think of this poem
just enough so I can see
a girl alone with tears in her eyes
but I do not start to cry
I move a little closer
only a few feet away
still crying she turns to say
"no one cares
all they do is stare"
she holds out her arm
for me to see
what she goes through
her pain and her misery
with one quick look
she says goodbye
it is then that I start to cry
I tell her to hold on
that things will soon turn good
she says "I wish I could
this world is far to cold,
the looks are getting old."
As qiuckly as she has come
she is gone
never to be seen again
all thats left is the scar on my arm
which says the sweet sorrows of death
All happiness comes with a price.
Now I know what price I have to pay to be happy
Tell me what you think of this poem