Poetry I wrote last night:
She walks the hallways unaware of her beauty She thinks no one notices but me Instead of confidence, her head hangs low the hurtful words they've called her, never go Why? Can they not see? She's human just like them, how cruel can they be? You slut, you whore, you need to go on a diet the words play in her head, and she thinks she's a mistake the can't understand they're leading her to her fate She comes to me crying, but contains a fake smile this beautiful girl... will only last for a while.
(P.S ~ Sorry about the language)
I really like it, and being able to relate to that kind of situation makes it seem even better to me.
Thanks, and things will get better. =)
Your welcome. And thank you I know it will get better too.
Thanks.
wow that is amazing
*claps and wipes a tear*
Awesome ;)
AWESOME! I SUCK AT POETRY
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It just takes practice Joann. :D
Very lit Logan :P
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