Im 16 years old ive only been writting poetry for a few months..I found out that writting for me helps me deal with my depression along with other things I go thought eachday |
When i saw you
i knew love was true...
Dear dairy
ima just write down some memoirs...
With these red eyes
I've seen fam cry...
You hate me
i hate me to...
But then why do i cry?
Its becuase i have no one...
As winter turns to spring
I sit still...
Stick's and stone's will break my bones |