lets just get distracted from the whole going ons in school to dedicate my poetry or at least attempt at it to this particular girl..

hey angel of love dementia
i am enslaved to inertia
why do you look at me in silent glee
when i sink deeper in emotional poverty?

grip my arm and never let go
then you creep slowly around my heart
maybe ill never look into your eyes
and remain indifferent to your cries

blow away the sand you try to clench
and let the tears stain your cheeks
ill help to wipe them away
but i wont promise to stay

why dont you look towards the true horizon..
cos i cant be yours..