Hey I'm Sara from California! I write poems because it's the only way I ever get to express how I really feel. People wouldn't understand, so I spill my sorrows to paper (or in this case a computer). |
Take my heart
Paint it red...
I walk the road of broken hearts
Where many people fell apart...
I walk the road of broken hearts
Where many people fell apart...
To many people
I am what I seem...
Take my heart
Paint it red...
I'm tired of crying
I feel so weak...
I hate you
For all the bad things...
If you let the sadness of one day spill into the next, soon your whole life will be consumed by sorrow. |