My heart bleeds for those who do not understand my problems
Like an ever flowing river of emotions that never seem to settle
Its a wonder how i could ever open my heart,my soul to those i now know to cherish
They seem to be the ones to make me feel so so balanced to the prick of insanity
Like a lone rose where the thorns are all its company til a farmer plucks this rose to give to another in hopes to make them smile
You never know, i go to those im closests to for advice an in return do the same
They seem to be able to read me to a point
I thought i was obvious when those look at me
I guess i still have much to learn
ESTÁS LEYENDO
RANDOM POETRY I WROTE + some RANDOM rants
Poesíaits basically some poetry I wrote for a last high school project, and some random rants here an there when I have writers block. some of its happy other times not so much I guess its how you people perceive it as, also im random
