Sometimes I hate being an anchor because, think about it this way,
Anchors are there to help people.
Its always giving and no receiving.
You wish there was someone that could help you sometimes,
But there is no one.
The person you save
Is the person making you suffer.
VOUS LISEZ
Sweet, Sweet Rhythm
Poetrylet us take the time to realize who we really are take some time to think about who you really are and read this simple, yet sweet poetry this is all me this is my thoughts this is what you haven't noticed this is who we really are all of this is fo...
