I'm sick and tired of being treated like a...
Among the silent,
words I taste...
Without wings I flew
Up into the bluest skies...
~momma don't cry~
you have alot of pride...
She feels like she's not worth it
and her poetry has dwindled...
Why do guys play me over and over like im a game...
I'm not the type of girl, That changes for her...
I stand my ground, and act myself around them...
You held onto my hand
And smiled at me so beautifully...
Look into my vacant eyes,
tell me you do not see the misery...
Summer songs sing of love
ever so sweet...
I wish to write a poem,
Of all the things I love...
Lying alone in her room, salty tears pouring down...
All elegance has been lost, she's falling from...