This aint really a poem but i was sitting at my...
She stood at her locker...

*** This poem was written in Spanish originally...
This is a story of hatred, pain and sorrow. A...

You can't change what happened
So change how you deal with it...

Dear Daddy
I’m writing you this to tell you I...

You really don’t care what people say
Whether people laughed when you fell today...

For once they sit and tie their shoes in silence
And walk out of the pavilion hand in hand...

Most days he seems to love his life
He strolls through the corridors as if he owns...

When is was new it was beautiful
Yet now it is old and boring it is nearly worn out...

He walked by to the very spot
Where she'd been laid to rest...

I knew it was wrong to love him
So i tried to ignore how i felt...

I havent seen much tragedy in my life
I dont deserve your sympathy, i know...

Once upon a time there was a beautiful young girl...