I can still feel the fear. Isolation becomes my friend, Is the hate still here? God has yet to appear, As the world drags to an end,
By Kyara S5 years ago in Poets
Red and Orange and Yellow Colours of Autumn are bad when seen on the wing of your aeroplane Headaches and Sweat I’m overheating
There was a boy Sweet and Soft and full of Love… I met him at a party. We had something in common we both like boys, which is fine,
It begins quite simple You do your readings for the first few weeks Then life bogs you down and you wonder how oh how Could you have ever thought you could do this
O how exciting O how novel O this is what you thought it would be O the parties, the fun, the people O how glad you are high school's over