P S Y C H O

Lost in Love


Seeing you in the morning,
Always on my mind,
Saying to myself no more crying,
Just think, you could have been more kind,
Never shall I cry for you,
I am done with tears,
I loved you its true,
But I'm over my fears,
Following me everywhere,
Creeping me out,
So you think you can dare,
To knock me out,
I will fight,
With all my might.


-Rosy