Poetry is my life.I love to write. Let me know what you think.
Life so rough as a child's is
One mother, One father
Two places to live
Heart torn from one to another
One sister, One brother
Mind so easily misplaced
Grown up and lviing
Making choices in life
Birth control at 18
What's the point in that
The temple broken into
The house has been robbed
Years have passed by without a second glance
No pretty face
Blinding size
Where is this beauty you say lyes on the inside
Unyielding unconfidence
Undenyable guilt
Taken for what it is worth
Broken
Hurt
Pointless substatution for every known fantasy
Crying in the corner
What more should you expect?
Not a question to be to be answered
More a statement to be realized
Look into these eyes
What is it you think you see?
Blinding ambition and drive
Someone stiving to be the beauty
But all she can see is the beast.
