i realli li liked youO_O megha hurn told me x

ah ok xO

i care that u like brittne

wanna go out?

r u single

Sitting all alone on this wayside of life
Remembering the pain, the joy, and the strife
No signals are here that point in a direction
I find no reason for poetic description

Mind channels filled with the cobwebs of time
People I have known who understand about rhyme
A small play on words that are yearning for echo
Tangles of sounds seeking a slot they will go