Once a girl of sunshine,
once a girl of smiles.
Once a girl of cheer,
bringing joy along her path.
Once a girl of happiness,
her light so radiant.
Now a girl of sadness,
her light now nonexistent.
Here's the message:
the girl is me.
The girl was me.
I'm now depressed.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.
