I wrote a poem.  It’s corny, but what I mean to say.

 

 

 

You may think I cared if you lied

I don’t. I mean I won’t, well

I do.

 

But it’s only for a moment

when I think of you I

condone it.

And I know that this rhymes

I can’t help.

 

If only you knew

how much I’d rather with you

you would no longer fear

what I think.

 

Believe me baby I say

I’d take any day

than a year

with some one

if you knew.