Sometimes
I think about all that I've done
And gone threw
That no one knows about
And I get sad thinking about
No one will ever know
About all these things that
Make me, me
But then I think
Maybe it's best that these things
Die with me
Maybe that's not such
A bad thing.
- A.M.
YOU ARE READING
The big book of poetry.
AcakThis book it written by the people of wattpad. Some of them aren't gonna ryme and that's ok. I just want people to get there work out there. And at the end of the their page i am gonna give them a shout out and feedback if they want it.
