Everynight, I Think I was the One To be Your bestfriend.
But Evernight as i tell myself I am Always wrong.
When I walk Down The Hallway, I Want to Talk To you..
But You Never Seem To be Comfortable With me..
When I Phone For A sleepover..
you Always Say ' Sorry I`m Busy' I Say 'Its Okay'.. And Hang Up..
But The Promblem Is.. I Always Thought you Would Be the Right One,
To Be My Best Friend For me.. But I guess You Found A Better One Then..
'Me'...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem