At the age of 6
Laughing was the only that I was doing
Laughing, playing, not crying
Simply enjoy everything
At the age of 12 someone happened
He said something diffusive
And I started burning inside
Little by little, until I died
Till the age of 14 I survived
Screaming, Crying
Through a fictional character
Myself loving
If I don't get away from home till 18
If it goes the same way
With all the perfections and imperfections
At 18 I will die
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Thoughts
PoetryFirst of all English is not may first language. Second of all I hope you'll enjoy this. And third of all please vote.
