"My life is hopeless"
"I have nothing to live for"
when people talk to me at school
they call me a whore
but they're right
I am a useless whore
my poems have gotten me nowhere
but who are they to judge
truth or not
maybe this useless whore is good for nothing
or maybe I'm one of many
if I have nothing to live for
do they?
when people say to meet them in between
is it really that easy?
to read between the lines
is it really possible?
but out of everything I never forgot
you can't change who you are
unless you want to
you can't go from a caterpillar
to a butterfly
if you don't take the effort
to make the cocoon
YOU ARE READING
random poem book
Poetryguess.........if you can't then I wish you luck on finding a helmet that fits, and made a mouth guard
