Allison's stuff
Depression
I look at her and see
the pain and hurt inside of me.
I see her smile, although,
I know what she doesn't seem to show.
When alone she screams and cries,
asking, "Why me? Why?"
She cries tears of red,
when going to bed,
Not knowing when she'll die.
Depression saught her,
and finally caught her,
And now her sin is death.
In My Dreams
I look at you,
you're in my dreams.
I cannot hide,
my feelings inside.
When I hope and pray
that you'll always be there.
We hardly talk
and when we do it means the world to me.
Even if it's meaningless,
or stupid, or not,
For I feel like I know you
and that I want to be closer to you,
But this is uncertain, because
I don't understand you
Yet still you're the only one in my dreams.
Somehow I think you feel the same way
Somehow I am unsure, because
I really don't know how I feel inside
Maybe later I'll understand
why we never fell in love and out again
But now I think it's safe to say,
that I love you, even if only in my dreams.