My poems aren't that good. I suck at poetry, but I keep on writing because paper is the only person/thing I can tell my feelings to, and it won't answer back, or laugh at me. |
This girl everyone sees, yet nobody knows.
She's filled with beautiful lies inside...
I'm feeling so much pain, and it's just too much...
Don't you see what you've done to me...
You are my everything,
my only reason to live...
He can no longer put the smile on my face
He only puts a frown upon it...
Just so everyone doesn't think I'm a stupid @ss, I...
America is red for all the blood lost in fights...
You will be the death of me... |
To feel pain isn't getting shot or stabbed... |
Just click your heals together and repeat |