Fortune In A Box Poem by La'Chelle Yount

Standing in a puddle of rain
Said you'd never speak to her again
It's cold outside, and my mouth is dry
I'm the sun and you don't know why
Make me sad make me lie
Tell the things that put you by my side
Laugh with me dance with me
Forgive the girl that makes you see
The only thing you will ever be
Is through the eyes only I can see
Once again stay away from giving her
The pain and sadness you've left me with
...Again
Tear away your pictures of her
Keep the memories lost in your head
Take them with you or burn them instead
Fly away weights; fly away
For the meaning of this death of me
Is the only thing I've learned today.