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Apr 2015
Betrayed
Every **** day
I thought i was athiest
Until i realize i am a god
I almost gave a crap about you
When you were blue
I was there
I never had to disappear
Now your here
I don't know what to do
When your parents show up with you
I'm haning out with the "wrong" person
Every Friday
Our friendship always become worsen
That's the high day
I try to be nice
Twice!!!
Some one i saw today that i havent seen in a long time.
When i saw her i didn't know whatto do. I wanted to strangle her and talk to her at the same time.
Raq'y Dickerson
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Raq'y Dickerson  California
(California)   
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   Arlo Disarray
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