Hey I'm a down south Ga, mexican(originally from LA) and I like to read and write poems. I have been through so much and this is a really great way to let my feelings out. |
One cut, two cut, three cut, Floor
My mother runs and opens the door...
As I sit by the window and stare up at the sky
I ask myself questions like what-if and why...
I thought I love you from the bottom of my heart
I thought we'd hit it off right from the start...
Life is cruel, Life is mean
Life has things that can't be seen...
I hate you and the way you yell and scream
You never understand me & never will it seems...
Some people meet the right person at the wrong time and some people meet the wrong person at the right time. The trick of life is meeting the right person at the right time and being able to know th difference. |
It is better to be hated for who you are than to be loved for who you're not. |
What is in a name? By which we call a rose would smell as sweet |