Jul 2012
Trying to be optimistic,
Its getting me nowhere,
I'm a dark poet,
Always have been,
So now,
I'll let the creativity flow,
And shoot bullets from,
This pen,
Because I can't remember the good times,
That was way back when,
Oh how I'd love to go back.
Its getting me nowhere,
I'm a dark poet,
Always have been,
So now,
I'll let the creativity flow,
And shoot bullets from,
This pen,
Because I can't remember the good times,
That was way back when,
Oh how I'd love to go back.
This is the result of me trying to be bright, and optimistic, I failed miserably.
