My boyfriend went to jail because he smoked too much weed. Then he took his monitor off. Then he ran from the cops. When he got back he was a totally different person. So, I wrote a poem about him.

I can't wait to see you
It's been so long
I've always wondered
Why you didn't call
It doesn't matter know
You are here with me
I love you so much
You make me feel happy
Now that you're here
You act somewhat fake
In fromt of your friends
Please give me a break
Now I've moved on
And you're all alone
Don't even think about
Calling me on the phone.

That's a good poem. I had a boyfriend who went to jail, and told me he would come for me when he got out. I counted down the days and everything. When he should have got out, I didn't see him. I figured maybe he had gotten more time. Well, truth was, he went to a different town because his mom kicked him out. He came back alright, a month later, and hooked up with some other chick. Because rumors were going around about us. Anyways, he ended up leaving again, and when he came back this time, I talked to him a couple of times, but until he can change, I can't be with him. I don't want to get hurt again.