My Only Regret Poem by jaclyn jackson

(this actually was from along time ago)

I sit here in the corner of my room,
wondering what is going to go wrong next.
There was so much to expect in this place that I call home.
To be honest id rather sit in an empty room decorated in foam.
Its feels like im screaming my heart out and no one stops to look,
That im invisable and no one notices me,
That it wouldnt matter if I was alive or dead,
Or even just a string of thread.
I want him to notice me in a way no one has ever before,
Do look at me like I was a pearl.
But thats when I remeber that he is with her now, I have nothing
to exspect, That is my only regret.


ILoveHim.

I missed you Doug Boone.