She is there when her friends need her,
She is strong when others cant be,
She fights for what she wants,
She wont give a **** what you think of her,
But it hurts her deep inside.
She tries to act tough
But she’s really sensitive.
She is a tortured soul
Having gone through hell and back.
She’s got it all,
The brains,
The beauty,
The friends,
But she’ll never accomplish what she really wants.
Perfection in herself.
Her thoughts are shrouded in secrecy
Because she never knows how to word them.
Jan 19, 2011
Jan 19, 2011 at 3:21 PM UTC
Day light shines upond my face
As I look at them with grace.
My daughters laugh and smile gratefuly
As savannah hands them to me.
Every day is always the same
Everymorning
Dressing, both the girls and I
Cooking up breakfast and going to school.
Every afternoon
I go to school, go to work
As Savannah takes care of the girls.
Every night
I come home to the three girls in my life
Feed them, bathe the twins, and play with them.
When bedtime comes around
I tuck them in give them hugs and kisses
and tell them a story.
Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 11:39 AM UTC