Remember My woRds.

Another Day.
Another Line.
You Choose Her.
Time After Time.

I'll write yet another.
poem About why I'm sad
I'm so Sick of it aLL.
I miss feeling gLad.

I'm tired of writing.
these poems that never put me at ease.
If someone know the way of of this heartache,
Don't hesitate to tell me pLease. . . .

PeopLe say "You'll be Okay"
And smiLe right at yOu
And yOUr thinking, " Yeah Right"
yOU don't know what I'm gOing thRough

Do yoU know wHat its Like to feeL
Like you'll never feel happy?
oR what is Like to feeL yOu have to Scratch yOur eyes out.
Just so yOu couLdn't see?

Even as I write these words.
my breath is filled with sighs.
Because they remind me oF yOu
so I sLowLy to cRy.

It's not faiR.
this feeling that's left me bare.
its not fair that I'm still missing yOu,
anD yOu doN't eVen caRe.

yOU made that obvious.
whEn yOu Let my woLd turn darK.
I stare Lifelessy at Everyone.
On my Heart, yOu Left a Mark.

mY poem is Done.
my feeLings has be tOLd.
I hoPe yOu remember my Words.
tiLL the daY, yOu are grey anD oLd. . . .