so i was told
ill lagh at this story forever
it will never grow old
you dealt me somthing cold
and to be writting bout this
i gotta ba bold
so i was told
you played with my emotionns
and i think its best i do my devotions
i really thought we had it all
but i was scared to go to high
cuz we could fall
and because we hit the ground running
they got mad and started fussing
like i said
i coulnt get my hoped to high
cuzz they could fall write out the sky
i wish i could go up higher than space
and still be able to see your face
so i was told my smile was taken
but then again i was just mistakin
so i was told
this poem will never grow old