one of my really close friends wrote this and i was wondering what all of you guys thought of her writing....

We built those bridges long ago.
I went to burn them down today.
But I couldn't bring myself to do that.
Even though we don't cross them anymore.
I remember what it looks like over there.
God how I miss the other side.
I hate how I'm limited to standing at the edge screaming your name.
I wish you could hear me now.
Sometimes when the night is quiet, I can hear you screaming too.
Birdie Birdie in the sky, why'd you do that in my eye? Looks like Sugar, Tastes like sap.....OMG ITS BIRDIE CRAP!