[scaryminda15]

lol angra you kill me, ( no put down the knife it was expression) lol :) The STE i am eager to know what you work that was so bad.
ok here is another loving poem......


i am sitting here thinking of the time
wondering if i have time to think or is it all work
i cant stop thinking of him for he broke my heart
is this my life?
i ask myself everyday wondering if it could be answered
who am i?
i ask myself sometimes so now i am pondering
i am waiting for these questions to be answered
i think of my past as i cut a apple with a knife
am i adopted?
this question is everyone thinks about at one time or another
but for me i dont know the answer
i feel like i dont belong, who am i?
is my real name of a different origin?
or is my family richer than mine at the moment of this peom?
all this questions but who will answer?
will i even know?
how am i surposed to know ?
and how are u surposed to know?

as i am sitting here thinking of the time
whe i am here pondering of the time i was loved
but people say that i am still loved
but how is this true i ask you?
do you know and if you dont who does?

i feel like a criminal
but i have done nothing wrong
will someone give me a sign or a symbol
i will wait for the answer unitl u here the funeral bells going ding dong ding dong
but maybe i am just making this up or maybe i am not
who can tell
but please dont
tell me a false answer for i can well
if i dont know but i will always think of the question that could have been answered
ok so i must be off
ill sit here till the bell rings and the cat has purred
so good bye