I am Mary Ann. I am sixteen. Well, I write all my own poems. I love to write. The reason I wrote a lot lately is because I'm going through a transition of emotions. All boys that I know and have dated are complete buttholes. SO BASICALLY, if you see some angry poems from me thats why. Email me if you like my stuff. |
You think I hurt, you think I bleed,
but for me, there is no need...
I came, I saw, I failed.
All faults in me, revealed...
Wasted thoughts,
Wasted dreams...
Two boys gave me their hearts.
My thoughts are split...
So many things can happen,
in such a little amount of time...
What I thought we had, apparently to you was a...
The only problem is that mistake made my heart...
If silence is golden, then LOUD is a diamond. |
Love is a teenage tradgedy. |
In the end, all that remains of the person is the memories they leave behind. |