I've been tearing around in my ******* nightgown 24/7 Sylvia Plath Writing in blood on the walls 'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not But at best, I can say I'm not sad 'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have...
not a poem, just lyrics that i cry to every day:)))