I love writing with a passion, I want to be a novelist when I'm older. As can be expected, I also love writing poems and trying to make up quotes. (Key word there being trying.) |
The girl who wasn't good enough
Is walking down the street...
Cruel life
Bittersweet...
I hate it how
You treat your friends...
Everyone around me
Is living in a separate world...
Trapped in endless misery
And agonizing pain...
Looking through a thick glass wall
I used to think I had it all...
It's a strange feeling when you don't care anymore and your only will is to die. |
It's not a matter of forgiving, |
And as the blade cuts deeper, I know I will not be able to cover up the scar and erase the memories from my mind... |