ehh, it's a crappy poem, but I was bored...
Look at all the kiddies
Look at how happy they be
All with their lovers
All except me
Where be mine
I ask my self: glum
Why be she not here
Well this is no fun
Oh yes, oh yes
At home she be
At home all alone
Alone with out me
And why do not I
Her lover, her man
Be there with her
And with her no plan?
I ask my self thus
And to which much distaste
Why does she stay true?
And not fill my missing place?
Well this I hold
And hold it I do dear
It’s because she loves me
So why do I fear?
Why do I wonder?
And question her love
Why she chose me
And ignored all the above
No, I must let go
And in her trust
I love her and trust her
I must, I must!
I must trust that we
Will be together soon
Whether it be at boring old school
Or a romantic meting under the light of the moon
Putting aside my fantasies
though thinking of them makes me beem
I will always know that she loves me
No matter how weird it may seem
So to her I say this
And know it be true
The love I have for any one
Is nothing to that I have for you.