Living is breathing,
Upon shattered glass...
Today I stand proud,
Proud of our army...
Tears are running,
Running down my face...
All of you can call me a witch,
All of you may call me a freak...
9:32 PM - New poem by me
"This Girl is me"...
Trust,
Is a word...
Underneath the black,
Underneath it all...
I have "loved" to many guys.
None of them "loved" me back...
The sky is still dark
but the birds are singing...
Whats the meaning?
Do we really know the meaning of anything...
When I cry,
Do you tear...