Written for those who are constantly on the road to love and seeking a place to call home.
Writtin July 2003. Not sure who for, just a good poem/song. You never know what the future will bring, I just know that this poem never came true for whoever it was about.
This was writtin to Christine. Basically just asking what I could do to make everything work out in the end.
Hey it hurts but if you don't let it out you'll end up like your uncle cletus and we don't want that now do we?
I would love to hear what you think of this, its my first, I hope it isnt too bad, ha ha!
