Backed away from everyone Just because I was afraid Silent to everyone So maybe from their memory I'll fade

Finally left alone I hid my feelings Talked to you like you were the only one But not mutter a word of the killings

You asked me too late I don't feel like trying I've bottled up all my hate This life has nothing left but dying

Blocked everyone including you Just to be alone in my pain There's only one way to get through But even you wouldn't wash it away

By: Mika Buell June 14, 2002 7:00 p.m.

Inspired by: Thomas asking me what was wrong, too late... if he can write poetry about the way he feels, I can too.