Trying to reach, trying to find, baby you are so divine.
Tell me now, do you see? You and I are meant to be.
Hard to think, hard to breathe, when you got me on a leash.
Even still, I'd never run, cause to me you're like the sun,
Shining through a stormy day, love you more than words can say.
Need your warmth, need your light, gives me strength so I can fight,
Anything in this life, when we fight its like a knife,
Plunging deep into my heart, hope we'll never drift apart,
If we do, I think I'll die, be your catcher in the rye.
- Jane Wishashan
Didn't get a chance to finish but its basically a rap I created when my Latin teacher was absent.