Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2013
i hope i trip on the street,
fall face first into a puddle
and drown
i hope i lean too far out a window
loose my balance while closing it
and fall
maybe i'll die by mistake                    
i'm just so clumsy            
it just might happen
maybella snow
Written by
maybella snow  where i don't want to be
(where i don't want to be)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems