This was my poem, I wrote it and it was not directed to anyone, I swear, it was just a bad day.
If I died tomorrow,
Would te care?
Would te miss the way I smile?
o the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would te really miss me?
Would te miss times we walked?
o every time te kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would te be to blame?
Would te come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that te Amore me?
And want me to stay?
If I died tomorrow,
Would te care?
Would te miss the way I smile?
o the smell of my hair?
If I died tomorrow,
Would te really miss me?
Would te miss times we walked?
o every time te kissed me?
If I died tomorrow,
Would te be to blame?
Would te come to the funeral?
And hang you're head in shame?
If I died tomorrow,
Is there anything you'd want to say?
Maybe that te Amore me?
And want me to stay?
I kno Im not the best poet in the world. I'm not even really a poet at all. I like to write stories più than anything. Please let me know what te think of my work. I'll probably post some lyrics that I have ritten later on. If te like the poem then please also suggest some titles for it.
Everywhere I look
Is nothing but darkness
I cerca and cerca for a light
None to be found until
Pain shot through my body
Then I saw
Everyone who was true to me
Everyone who walked out
In my time of need
Everyone worries
So I don't mostra
How much pain
I'm truely in
Everywhere I look
Is nothing but darkness
I cerca and cerca for a light
None to be found until
Pain shot through my body
Then I saw
Everyone who was true to me
Everyone who walked out
In my time of need
Everyone worries
So I don't mostra
How much pain
I'm truely in