This Is My First Poem To YouThis is my first poem to youWith my head is rushing with thoughts left and right. Right was the way it used to be. But now it has gone to hell.This is my first poem to youI can't even organize my thoughts into this simple stanzaAs they spill out of my mouth and on to this paperI should keep this shortJust like your temperThis is my first poem to youAnd I've got 100 dollars downThat no one has seen you.The real you.You are always made up.Like the one day on my lawn When you looked me in the eyesSearching for the right words Telling me that you cared for meAnd never wanting to lose meWell, you have lost me