Basically I'm on this site to express my poems to people and express my feelings. None of my real friends understand me that much and I was just hoping I could make a few friends on here that understand me better. |
I'm not a perfect person
I can't do anything right...
Her days are blending
her lifes becoming a blurr...
She sits in the corner
all scrunched up tight...
Isolated from the world
feeling so alone...
You told her you loved her
and your love is what she bought...