A poem written by my pal Renee.

Sitting down and thinking,
Why life is never fair,
Hoping as the're twinkling,
The stars up in the air.
But the only things you lack,
are what you desire most,
and how can you get back,
that which you never owned.
The sad truth is that never,
but only if we try,
cand we obtain the glory,
that we see within our eye.