Will he ever see me?
Will he ever know I exist, still?
Why wont he look my way?
Does he even care? Care,
That I hurt inside?
Will he ever know I hurt for him?
I know I had my chance,
I know I abused it,
I know I did him wrong,
I know, I know.
Another chance is all I ask for,
Another chance is all I crave,
Another chance is what I’ll dream for,
‘Til the day I lay in my grave.
~BL
Comments
BL | February 21, 2009 - 21:00
I don't really like this one, haha, but it was one of the first ones I ever wrote, so I figured it should be the first one I post.
(The guy was a jerk, btw)
~BL