Poem by bekah
The things I hate...
Im confused
tangled in fear...
I hear your words
you're reaching out...
I'm closeted in
walls closing around me...
I HATE FAKE BISH
WHO TALK SH...
SOME PEOPLE HAVE SAID
I NEED A MAN...
So much to depend
Upon...
So much to depend
Upon...
White wall
Unique drawing...
Cute, goofy
Playing ball, rapping...
Curious, energetic
Running around, fast...
Music, Music
Music is me...