young..

you

i'm talking about you
about the pain u go thru
i say that i cry 4 u
but i'm lying
i dont know who u are
if i met u u wouldnt know me
you'd b suprised 2 know i'm the one
who told ure story so true

i told the world bout them
about how they followed u around
they broke your smile
and destroyed ure aura
i spoke about wot u want
Where u wanna go
And wat u wanna c
I talk about the one u wanna meet
The one who comes so far but goes b4 u get to say goodbye

This poem
Itz singing out ure praise
You're who I wanna b
But I cannot b a lie
Cannot b who I wanna b
Cannot b who I wanna b
I cannot b a lie

I'm saying goodbye
Hoping I'll walk away
But I'm back again
Once I think of a knew story
I'm back wid the pen in my hand
Writing a little poem bout u
About a little tragedy u went thru 2day
I'm sorry that I started the story
Sorry that I took him away
Sorry I forced u to listen and most of all
I'm sorry u cannot b real
I'm sorry ure always on the other side
And u watch az they walk away
I made it happen
I made ure life
I write ure story




Tell me wot u think it means.