Shut up why do you let them get to you I'm sorry but they don't speak the truth I'm not in love with you Yeah so, you looked me up You figured it out My past The underground star that was never put to rest Simply because no one would let me The Girl born as a quadruplet The heir of a famous Dance Academy The girl who wrote choreography by the age of five Before she could even spell her name The same girl's grandmother who died on her birthday from cancer the same girl who moved away to a place where they could never find me The place were only one who knew the real me Were best friend now Although they were destined to find me Once I became published again For my illness My parents fatal accidents The death of my bother Christen Another brother who went to war And justifying school systems in our town So once again living in a shadow of an untold mess no one will let me rest But you weren't to certain about one thing You were afraid to ask What happened to him? He also died. He was 13 and I was 14 He was the only person I have known since birth We had one of those little kid relationships We didnt know what we were doing We thought holding hands would make a baby Well...At least he did. I guess you could 7 years. only 1 year 11 months and 8 days Just like the others you wont let me rest I'm sorry
Theses were just thoughts for my next poem nothing final