May 2014
my body is white
but my soul is black
I live in the city
but I belong in the country
my eyes are brown
but I see blue
my wrinkles are visible
but I'm only 12
I write my poems
to express myself
but my soul is black
I live in the city
but I belong in the country
my eyes are brown
but I see blue
my wrinkles are visible
but I'm only 12
I write my poems
to express myself
