Its Poem by amanda piscopo

its so sad how i do everything for you,
how i show i love you and that i care,
that the way you treat me is so unfair,
i sit here and write this,
with tears rolling down my face,
thinking of when im with you my heart beats a fast pase,
but when i look into your eyes i see sad,
and if you only new that i wish you were glad,
that when you smile i no its fake,
its not real,
and for me to see it all in you,
leaves me wondering what the hell do i do?