A girl has her secrets
Like hiding pain with lies
Living in a world of darkness
With the truth inside her eyes

I cant tell the difference anymore
is living a choice or a chore??...

When he walked away
he took my heart with him...

You might as well kill me if you're gunna leave, cause i'm not taking my heart back, i told you that i would love you forever and i promised to always love you, i'll show you that at least I can KEEP a PROMISE

What is life?
A chore or a choice?

Please read my poems and give feedback
i want to know what you all think and how i can make them better
or tell me things you wwant to hear about please.
Thanks
-Angel

If itgs a new year then why is everything still the same? Isn't it supposed to be about a new begining? Because eberything around me is exactly the same. The only difference is that everything seems to be getting worse...

Check out my new poem "When you left I died" and give your input please
-Angel

Did they ever think that theres actually a reason why some of us are emo. All they do is laugh at those of us who have scars crisscrossing their wrists. Did they ever think that maybe they're the reason why we do what we do?

Just because i look like an angel doesnt mean i am. Looks can be decieving