Dear future daughter,
They're eyes reflect their soul
That's the conclusion I've come too
Lainey sings about the blue eyed boys
Look deep into them
Their like oceans and ice
But oceans get rough and mean
And ice is cold and cuts
YOU ARE READING
Late Night Thoughts I Wish I Could've Said
PoetryLast year I started to write random poems to help cope with that I was feeling. Some days, I simply just needed to write down what I was thinking and feeling. I'm going to add on the this in the future but for now please enjoy my late night thoughts...
