by Mica

He is all I think about,
When I see him I scream and shout.
With long black strands all in his face,
I could be in no better place.
God, I love this man so dear,
Why is it that he's not near?
On tour, going from place to place,
How I wish to see him face to face.
People call me over-zealous,
But all they are is extremely jealous.
Most get enjoyment from porn..
But i get it from listenin to KoRn..