I may be doing this wrong,
You should really let me know,
But you seem to like me.

Although maybe i'm wrong,
I mean, It's not fair to you,
You were blank before I came along.

I mean is it better to be blank,
and have no knowledge at all?

I'm waiting and now would be the time to explain,
explain why it is we have to coexist,
explain why it is that on one fine day,
you were taken, cut,

And explain why it is that i feel the need to waste this paper...

Kimberley Kerry

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waste-not-want-not/