My real life is in my own little word,
Were no one has ever came and gone
A single soul has never came across,
But one almost did,
I wish she had seen me from the inside,
What I was really like?
I don't even know
I am lost in my own world
She was the one I thought
She was always there for me,
She was the one I tell you.
I loved her.
She wanted to be friends,
I hated that.
But she was always there for me.
That was the one thing I loved about her.
At the same time my friends were there for me
But i did not trust them as much as I trusted her,
I am lost in my world,
Is there anyone to hear me out there,
There is no one but her.
Who is she I don't know?...


My 1st poem thats waz from the inside.....