Im 13 years old i just started writing poetry in english class. U probably can tell by how immature some of my poems are |
Laundered linen sheets
Touch me with their coldness...
From the day we arrived on the planet.
And blinking came in to the sun...
I HIT HIM IN HIS EYE I STEPPED ON HIS SHOE I...
YOUNG NIGGAS TRYNA ROLL WITH ME. HIT EM IN THE EYE...
I remember like it was yesterday
Everything was tight...