It is sad,
When you find that a friend will soon leave,
I mean leave for good,
Never come back,
...
the wind stings your face
as you glide down the mountain side.
your skis are perfect.
new,
...
A lost mind.
I'm confused.
'Make up your mind! ' I tell myself.
I can't, everyone says something different.
...
this is not an object,
not even describable by its name.
life.
what is its meaning?
...
I offer you my help.
Like a lighthouse I will stand for your benefit.
I will guide you to safety.
If you need a place to go,
...
Would you just realize,
What I just realized,
That we'd be perfect for eachother,
and we'd never have to wonder,
...
Well as you can tell,
This is just another one of those poem thingies.
But I ask you,
...
Thank you for being good,
Thank you for being bad.
Thank you for being nice,
...