i was bored and wanted to write something and this is the first thing that came to my mind and so i wrote it
hope te like it and plz comment!!;D

ohh and i am sorry for my typing english is not my first langue i am from sweden and i am only thriteen so i havent been learning for a long time

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House,wilson and cuddy are going on a conference in Amsterdam

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PATH hallway
,,HOUSE!! We are going to amsterdam tomorrow te can go home and pack,, cuddy detto to house Monday morning at PPTH
,,wait?? What?...

You're unbelievably annoying,
with every word te say,
your unrelenting arrogance,
just pushes me away.
But something drew me near,
in that meeting those many years ago,
I'm not really sure what it is,
but I still can't, and haven't let it go.



You're amaro and your a pain,
those I can't deny,
but te have this special quality,
where to you, I cannot lie.
I think I'm predictable,
but I know that this couldn't be true,
because no one knows my successivo move,
no one, except you.



You can be an real ass,
that, everyone can certainly see,
but te can be kind,
if te really wanted to be.
Despite these imperfections,
for you,...

I've thought about it a thousand times,
and it still doesn't make sense,
only because all my life,
I've been building me a fence.
A bacheca to keep away fear,
to keep away the grief and pain,
to divert the hurt I knew could come,
that in my cuore would it sustain.


I stagger the halls in shame,
for recitazione the way I do and how I treat you,
And I know that I shouldn't,
but its the only thing I know how to do.
I force myself to push te away,
accompanied with fret,
cause I know that's not what I want
and it becomes another regret.


When the thought of te comes to mind,
the pain begins to seep,
the grief begins to...