i know her
she has black hair,
brown eyes,
a loud, raspy voice.
she's blunt,
sometimes rude,
but what is her name?
i know everything about her,
almost everything.
but who is she?
16 years, I've known her.
"known."
mother, mom, mama.
i cant call her that.
i don't know her.
YOU ARE READING
the poems from the heart.
Poeziei write from the heart, words spill out as i type mindlessly, i love to write, and if you're like me, or even not at all. enjoy the words i share, and find love in mine.
