high school was the days,
some sad,
some miserable,
some i couldn't even bare
but the songs that came out those years,
were the best
and memories carry with them
listening to them now,
it's like i am living as a teen again
i wish i can go back and not to things i wish i didn't do
or
change a few things i think i could of done better on
some dark memories with these songs
as days where i wasn't at my best and the feeling is so different today
it's like time is flying so fast
she said she can't feel her face,
right now,
i can't feel my heart
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secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
