Mad (love Song)

• Elena Errico, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2009

He's staring at me,
i'm sitting wondering what he's thinking.
Nobody's talking cause talking just turns into screaming.
And now its me yelling over him, and him yelling over me. And all that means is that nobody's listening. so both of us are mad for nothing, fighting for nothing, crying for, nothing, whoa.

Oh baby, I, know, sometimes its gonna rain,
but baby can we make up now?
cause I cant sleep through the pain.
And I don't wanna go to bed mad at you, and I don't want you to go to bed mad at me.
Oh no no.