You see my pain
Baby, you see my pain,
And from that trust we gain.
Please don't let this die in vain,
Stand with me through the rain.
Sometimes I feel like I want someone new,
But the truth is I need you.
Even on the days I'm feeling blue,
Because from pure love we grew.
I don't even need to ask why,
Because you never seem to lie.
I don't even need to be sly,
And we'll both fly high.
He's my James Dean,
So tall and so lean.
You never leave me on seen,
And treat me like a queen.
YOU ARE READING
Poems Pt. 1 (On Going)
PoezjaNote: These poems are from a girl's point of view aged about 15-16. Some might be relatable, some not but I wanted to record my own personal journey and share with those who are interested. See you inside! Please don't copy this, Thankyou.
