I'm Kayla and I'm 16 going on 17 I don't have really good poems but my lifelong dream is to be a writing. I want to write poems and novels. |
You are my reflection staring back at me.
the things I do, you do...
From your big brown eyes, to your funny ways of...
From the way you get made at me, to the ways I can...
I opened my eyesand saw your face.
I dialed a number on the phone and it was yours...
So we weren't married, oh well.
We still promised our lives together...
When did i get so lucky?
When did God come to my side...
Together forever is what you say.
Your words are spoken like soft musicals...
From your big brown eyes, to your funny ways of...
From the way you get made at me, to the ways I can...
Boys use us like washclothes. When they need us they use us, dirty us up, throw us in the hamper then get us out and use us again when they want to. |
(Not my own but feel everyone should have read this) |
With life comes lessons, we all got to learn from them. |