A/N: Okay well this is a poem all about Simon. And I always thought that him and Liz would be perfect together so I implied that they were. Oh well, I don't care. Anyway, here's my poem!
I draw when I'm sad,
I draw when I'm mad.
I draw for release,
I draw to be happy.
I keep a secret,
That only a few know
And that is,
I'm a sorcerer,
My father's a sorcerer,
My brother's a werewolf,
And my sister,
Is a witch.
We share the same father,
Whereas,
Derek and I,
Share nothing but,
Family,
Friendship,
And a secret love.
I know that werewolves have mates,
I know that Chloe is Derek's.
I just cannot seem to stop myself.
When I'm around her,
I feel as if I'm walking on water.
Like we're the only two people in the room.
That is until I remember my very first taste of love,
Elizabeth Delaney.
She stole my heart,
And then the Lyle House,
And the Edison Group,
Took her and my heart.
So mostly,
I draw Liz.
I draw her to be happy,
I draw her to feel real love.
I draw her to believe,
That there might be,
Another chance at love,
Just for me.
A/N: Well I hope you liked it! Review and tell me what you think please!