Im bryce and im 16. i love writing poetry. its my hobby. catch me on myspace. www.myspace.com/batfgtx |
I get home, after a long day of school
and my mother is the first person I run into...
Do you remember the day we met?
It was March 17, 2006...
Okay mom,
here is a letter for you...
I'm locked up in this place.
These people try to help...
I live with this pain,
every single day of my life...
I start to feel happy,
then saddness comes back...
Don't regret something that once made you smile |