When I first saw you I could fly.
Now all I want to is die.
I can't say we didn't try.
I just wanted to cry.
I wanted to be treated like a flower.
You had the power.
You were just a coward.
What happened you turned all Sour?
Makayla Straight
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-truth-about-you/
