my name is bekka,im a girl who loves to write and i want to meet people who also like to write. like a lot of people, i just write whatever comes to my mind. i hate when people try to fake who they really are through their poetry, or in real life. if you are going to be somebody, be yourself, no one else. if you comment my poem i will comment one of yours.thanks a lot!<3 |
A world beyond our own
with no stereotypes, no hypocrites...
Red rose petals dancing
with the black cherry tree...
A friend is someone who
is always there...
Roses are red
blood red dripping down...
They fought for our independents
and the government took it away...
Roses are red
blood red dripping down...
A friend is someone who
is always there...
Come young one
Come share with me your scars...
Your blood drips down as you cry
your sitting, wondering why...
Roses are red, violets are blue, my feelings are fake, and so are you |
What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger |
There once was a girl who fell for a boy. what else is there to say, he broke her heart |