A/N: Okay, you might think that this poem is total insane, and flames are accepted, because I won't care. I'm feeling awful right now, depressive, terrible. And I wrote this poem to lose my feelings. It's a poem about Wally, and how much he thinks Kuki is unreachable to him because he never gets to tell her what he really feels for her. I've been thinking about writing this poem a long time ago, but I didn't know how to. But now that my feelings and emotions want to get out, I let them do the work, and in less than 4 minutes this poem was written. I changed nothing about it, so like I already said you might think it's ridiculous or even insane, but like I likewise said: I won't care.

I try to reach you

Every minute, of every day

But every day I happen to realize

Everytime a bit more

That you're unreachable

I try to reach you

I want to make you laugh

I want to be with you, to see you smile

But evertime you cry

I realize

That you're unreachable

I try to reach you

You feel lonely, and I want to comfort you

But someone else is first

I feel bad and walk away

And with every step, leading me farther

And farther away from you

I realize that you're unreachable

I try to reach you

I feel lonely, and darkness

And I wish I could be with you

With you and you'd be happy

But I'm not even near you and so

I happen to realize

That you're unreachable

I try to reach you

Sucking the pain out of you

I feel it, but can't take it

Because you don't want me to

And that's because

The only reason is

That you're unreachable

I try to reach you

Take my hand, I'll take yours

You're falling, I look in your eyes

But no matter how much fear

How much tears

It doesn't matter

To you

That you're unreachable

I try to reach you

I look at a picture

I'm there, you're too

But unhappy, just like me

But although we have many things

In common

I can't deny

That you're unreachable

I tried to reach you

But now it's all clear

Because no matter what,

No matter when,

No matter who,

From now on I will always know

That you're unreachable

To me.

A/N: Please review, I guess. No wait, please review. I still want to know what you think about it. Remember, this poem is written by my feelings and not by myself. I want to know what you think of the poem, not about how I'm feeling right now. So please review to this poem.