I wrote a poem it was so sad,

and into this poem I put everything I had.

When I was through and still feeling blue,

I stained the paper with my tears as I thought of you.

My heart I swear, I felt it shatter,

against all odds to me, you are all that seems to matter.

This love I have for you is probably a waste of time,

but when I hear your name, it sounds as lovely as an eternal rhyme.

After I wrote all that I wanted to make clear,

I finished the poem so before the end of the school year.

You would know that nothing I said was untrue,

and that the poem was written for you.