Latin 1 Poem by Desiree Whitamore

Latin 1



we don't understand each other
you say one thing and i say another

we could never agree on whats best
and i don't want to hurt like this.

so i'm gonna leave before things get worse
i don't want to stay and risk getting hurt.

its been too protected here.
i can't cry anymore.
my body won't allow it.
i can't try anymore
my heart just can't provide it.

so i'm gonna leave before things get worse
i can't wait for this to work.
i don't want to risk getting hurt.

and im sorry, but you don't get me.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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