i love writing poems and singing, i get a lot of my inspiration from my surroundings, family, and friends. |
The day I died,
the same day you cried...
A boy of 14 in New York City
Lives with his family in no harmony...
Your love is like a rainbow
It stretches so far...
A rose, red and alive
Just another chance it strives...
I can paint a poem
In black or white or gold...
Suicide isnt the answer, its just an easy escape from depression |
Best friends are like brothers or sisters, not from the same parents but brought together through the heart |
Anything thats worth having is worth waiting for |