Lovely Dead

this is something i was just writing (can be a song or poem).....

how do you tell a guy you like them?
how do you get rid of the fear of reject?
the reject that hides beneath the skin
the fear that makes your skin crawl
yet it sits on the bones like nothing can scare
how is it so easy to fall in love yet get hurt a minute later?
like knifes falling right on top of you right after you get good news
the good news you been living for and that you got that good news
your now just an angel knowing if he really misses you
like you would to him and maybe just maybe
if you went back in time before you made a living
on the good news just maybe you could know
that he does miss you and that he likes you
yet you lay there in all your blood flooding in piles
of your fear of reject and now that your gone
you have found you have no fear
but heres the bad news just like every good news there is bad
this bad is something the living would find living for
yet you the dead finds it to be too late
now that you know he loves you