Erm... Eighth grade crap XII.

This one is really odd... and I haven't any idea who it's about. I believe him to be quite fictional.

Your Song

Hair hanging in your face
There’s hardly any trace
Of you

Your eyes shine with hatred
Someone like you a lot seem to dread
Is this really you?

Music pumps into your ears
You’re all that I have to fear
Yet I love you

Talk to me I wish, and yet
Silence is all I get
From you

For this is a feeling that no one else knows
It never will falter, it only can grow
Somehow, I like knowing that I’m stuck like this
And right now, all I can feel is bliss

It feels like it has been years
Shed by me have been so many tears
Over you

I wish that I knew the meaning
Of this wonderful feeling
For you

I see you every day
And I have so much to say
To you

Communication has gone dry
Ever since you took to the sky
I miss you

For this is a feeling that no one else knows
It never will falter, it only can grow
Somehow, I like knowing that I’m stuck like this
And right now, all I can feel is bliss