Apr 2013
Hey here I am again
Breaking,
Falling to the ground again
Wishing that someone would help me up.
But of course no one hears
My silent cries of help
So I sit here,
Broken.
Breaking,
Falling to the ground again
Wishing that someone would help me up.
But of course no one hears
My silent cries of help
So I sit here,
Broken.
I just found this, the very first poem I've ever seriously written. I was in 7th grade and 12 years old at the time, which shows just how lovely of a child I was. It's literally the poem that started my personal career as a writer, and 6 years later I've yet to stop.
