Perfect For Me Poem by chantel weston

space to cry
space to scream
space to grive
that all i need.

every one knows
that i lost every thing
he was such a loss
to me.

my friends
my foes they all know
just what this
will do to me.

space is all i want
it seems so good
so no one can see
what i've done to me.

my friends they try
to rescue me
but with all they try
they only lose sight of me.

my foes they know
that i am no longer
the true me
not sence he left me.

space is so deep
space is so cold
space is perfect
for me.