Wow
i try to say something good
yet it comes out bad
i try to make you happy
yet you are always sad
i want to tell you stories
but they come as lies
i want to take your hand
but it dissolves to sand
i try to fix your problems
they just get worse
i try to take the bullet
yet you take it down the gullet
when my helps works
we're on top of the world
when my help works
we are on top of the world.
This poem was written by Paul Conversano on Apr 09, 2008.
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