Amy's blog: "Poetry"

I’m tired of sleeping alone in this bed

What have I done keeps going through my head

What have I done wrong

That keeps going on for so long

I realized no I have done nothing

Even though in my mind there’s something

I’ve said or done

Even if there has been none

I know this doesn’t make sense

Sometimes I’m so dense

I’m just scared of losing you

I don’t know what I’d do

I know I’ll never find out

But sometimes there’s that twinge of doubt