A few months ago I was dying of a disease,
Depression defeating me, despite my displease...
When will my life end?
when will my lies defend...
As I walk along,
The flowers wavering in the wind...
Sing a song
clear your mind...
I lie awake,
Thinking of all my mistakes...
Quiting is not the answer,
Though it affects us like a cancer...
Living in my skin, I'm happy
Able now to let me be me...
Poetry in motion
Is it a kind of potion...
Hey everyone who is reading.
I am a Christian, but dont automatically get out...
A little girl crosses the playground,
She wonders why everyone stares...
Do you ever wonder why people drift apart ?
is there a sign from the start ? or in the heart...
People make mistakes
i know that and so do you...