Standing All Alone

This is one of my earlyer poems. =3

Standing All Alone
in the dark, on a bridge,
wishing for  a better home,
a better world, a better life.
Waiting to finally be standing
with someone and not all
alone. wishing just lyk me.
but for now the night is
still, the moon is bright, the
tears are warm. wanting to
finally be proud of what I have
and who I love. the tears
keep falling down and splash
into the river below. for now,
just standing all alone, in a
dark night on a silent bridge
wishing to be set rite.