Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2024
You know when I think about it
I was horrible yet I grew
It was terrible yet you too
It's okay
Your father left and if I say that you think I'm trying to make things perplex
Like a rubic cube with no hands or like a rim with no net like who would I be if you didn't give me your last?
Last yells last tears last time that I have crossed out every thing I thought it would possibly be and ....
I don't even know who ....well what...
*Commercial about Amazon ...

...one more ....
Sorry
....


Mcdsss uhh

..
Written by
TREASUREI
45
   TangerineBlu3
Please log in to view and add comments on poems