i write alot of poems but i only write some with feelings. to tell the truth i can write about n-e thing without having experienced it. people tend to think i mean many of them but i dont so just know not to judge me by my poems:) |
I don't smile like i used to
or laugh like i did before...
Growing up i was raised in hell
Hated and despised by my own father himself...
I could've never imagined for things to turn out...
Life was a fantasy as a kid...
As you turn to face me
We see eye to eye...
Every night and day i get on my knees and pray
that no matter where you are you'll be thinking of...
It's so hard to say goodbye
Because i already experienced the pain before...
I want to be his favorate hello, and his hardest goodbye |
I love you not only because of who you are, but who I am with you |
The hardest part of holding on is letting go |