• There are so many people who love me,
    So why do I feel so alone?
    I have nothing but this heart and pen,
    To call my very own.
    I have no special someone,
    To stay by me through and through,
    But hopefully if you're reading this,
    That someone could be you.
    I know I sound so corny,
    With my rhyming poem lines,
    But other than thinking of you all day,
    I have npthing to help pass time.
    So maybe you're my someone,
    And maybe you are not,
    But I know that when I think of you,
    My heart turns into a knot.
    My cheeks get red and rosy,
    And my teeth begin to chatter,
    So you approach me promptly,
    And ask me, "What's the matter?"
    I tell you that I'm alright,
    When I really want to say,
    That, " I love you more than anything,
    You're perfect in every way."
    I'm sorry that I keep going on,
    And making a big deal,
    But writing is the only way,
    That I can express what I feel.