This girl has people trying to demonize,
Her beautiful eyes,
They bleed every time she cries,
This girl is trying to break her chains,
But she forgot the past stains,
So the cuts on her arm will remain,
This girl replays all the good memories in her head,
She could only see them times her wrists have bled,
She could only hear the bad names everyone had said,
This girl,
Is afraid of the world,
She replays every time she got hit,
Or gotten a busted lip,
This girl is something of rarity,
As she stares into her vanity,
This girls mad at me,
Because I drove her to insanity.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poems For Death✔️
PoesíaThey sound really pretty and there here for anyone who wants to read them. ~~~ My style of writing has improved so if you don't like these please check out my new book called A Poem For Death. ~~~
