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just some crap I wrote late one night... the first one is all serious and s**t, but the second one is humour (or an attempt at it anyways)

Without you
Without you I could breath,
laugh,
smile,
and think of who I could become.
Then you took my breath away,
you made me laugh,
brought me smiles with your words,
and showed me who I could become.
Suddenly you stole my breath,
seized my laughter,
broke my smile,
and crushed who I could be.
Without you it's hard to breath,
impossible to laugh,
painful to smile,
and you made me blind to who I could be,
you killed me.


Second Best
In the order of things to do,
first is always best,
first to love or first to leave,
it's what gives life its zest.
In this world I hate and fear,
I've come to realize,
that I am always second best,
especially when it comes to guys.
First they love me,
then find someone new,
but somehow they've all been told,
that if at first you don't succeed I will always do.
Maybe love is not my thing,
it's always been such a pest,
but it has been brought to my attention that,
I'll always be second best.

now bow before the crapdom of the poems of badness! TRA LA LAAAAA!