got bored after an exam so probably not that good
stand up be strong that’s what i’ve always been told keep fighting
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
it’s not so much a question of when but a question of how how will i live
There is a boy sitting in a corner He is diffrent than other people and They leave him behind
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
A poem about rhyme A poem abou time What can you say About their little fray Thee is never time
They call her the barefoot princess A princess that despises her royal gown No shoes and
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
right or wrong it’s up to you each person has their own moral compass some people may
I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart
Every thing seems to be changing around me And i’m not sure i’ll be
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take