Why am I unhappy? I have so much that others would kill for, so why am I unhappy?
People come by and leave, I'm like a quest no one would bother to complete.
On the ledge, on the ledge, I feel so composed. But in my head, in my head, I’m about to explode.
My first ever poem. Never thought about writing before, and out of nowhere i did this in an hour. Hope you enjoy.
Once upon a time we were inseparable--two of a kind. Playing with our Littlest Pet Shops or pretending we were sisters because we wanted something more than to pass the time.
Why am I unhappy? I have so much that others would kill for, so why am I unhappy?
People come by and leave, I'm like a quest no one would bother to complete.
On the ledge, on the ledge, I feel so composed. But in my head, in my head, I’m about to explode.
My first ever poem. Never thought about writing before, and out of nowhere i did this in an hour. Hope you enjoy.
Once upon a time we were inseparable--two of a kind. Playing with our Littlest Pet Shops or pretending we were sisters because we wanted something more than to pass the time.