Blank and empty I became,
While you come and talk to me,
My eyes shut close and i go pale,
There for i said I HATE YOU

I wish I could recover,
Telling you that you are so dear,
Want to play and stay with you,
Want to talk and be with you,
What to do you run away,
While i wish to look at you

This poem was written by my friend sidheart
don't you think this is a good poem?????????.......................................