Andrew Pelletier Poems
My Troubled Love
There's this girl, whose in need
We're good friends, yes indeed
I always wonder, whats the matter?
It seem like her world will shatter
She goes weeks, without a word
Her troubled ways, have me concerned
Where is she? I have no clue
I know not of what to do
Despite her beauty, she's a mess
Her pain inside, you couldn't guess
There's hidden sorrow, behind that smile
Next time we talk, will be a while
I miss her, without a doubt
She seems trapped, can she get out?
I want to help her find a way
To not be troubled everyday
No matter ...