Hey, I'm 16 and writing is my life. I write about the people I care about, or the people I can't stand, or, to put it simply, my life. So please take the time just to read and comment on my work. I would really appriciate it! |
They look down on her,
As she lay there broken inside...
Lonely hearted,
Broken inside...
Dreaming of you,
Gets me through...
They say
Forever is a long, long time...
At night,
I wish I could cry...
Today, I learned something new.
I learned...
Dear Daddy,
I'm so sorry...
They always told me,
Life is hard...
You don't know me,
Or the places I've been...
Every morning
I wake up...
Sometimes, life gets in the way of actually living. |
No mans suffering is greater or less than that of anoter man. The only difference is the way in which they suffer. |
So I'll be standing here, watching you walk away, counting the steps that you take as I try to pick up the pieces of my broken heart. |