Through 28 years of life I have met people I wish I hadn’t. Although, sometimes I think going through those experiences helps me to appreciate the relationship I have now.
Sometimes my poems are a short thought. even though I always feel like they’re not enough, I think this one gets it’s point across.
More pain than joy,
searching for a prince,
loving that boy.
realizing I’m nothing more than a toy,
but these feelings only serve to annoy
because as a child all I can do is destroy.