That Letter
 Writing a letter   To one in particular   The joys of being bored   Of a girl that is junior.     Its a Saturday Afternoon,   In a very cold room   She bangs her head on her desk,   Being frustrated by the letter to no one in particular.     She tries to stop, but she just cannot   Not knowing any reason   To creating in such thing   But the words just keeps flowing and she continues in writing.     Maybe because Valentines is coming,,   Oh no! Not that thing!   She doesn't believe in love,   She controls being in love.     No, stop with the thought.   She  doesn't like Valentines,   The only holiday she dreads,   She just couldn't bare the sweetness of couples that are her friends.     She does believe in love,   Love for family and friends,   But controls when it comes to the other,   She had enough, the thought gives her shivers.     Now back to the letter,   To no one in particular,   Its not a wish list or a love letter,   Its just a normal one for someone special to ...