I started coming on here when I was 13 or 14. I log back in every now and then to read my old poems and have a good laugh. |
There is a girl who smiles lots,
Although she's sad inside...
I can pretend that I'm happy-
Fake a smile and call it a day...
This is mostly irrelevant, but when I was in...
It's linked below. It's titled "She Tries So Hard...
I need you more each coming day,
I miss the cute things you used to say...
Oh no, this "poem" sucked.
Oh no, this "poem" sucked...
Oh no, this "poem" sucked.
Oh no, this "poem" sucked...
I saved a letter from you
It's dated March twenty-eighth...
Getting lost in the gaze of your eyes, getting lost in the warmth of your smile. |
You're as fake as the moans you make, and you're as weak as the hearts you break. |
...everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt. |