Can’t sleep, can’t eat. What is life doing to me?
Making me suffer cos of love; sometimes I feel
like a turtle dove, wanting to fly away and never
come back another day. Why did I have to run
into her? Why did I fall for her charm? All I wanted
to be was left alone, and, really I wasn’t causing any
harm. So I’ve run away, never to be seen again –
never to see her face, or hear her name, so here
I’ll stay, but I know I’ll never be the same!
Poems By ken makepeace 