oh my new life seems so cute
i wouldn't feel that guilt
of course i swear i contribute
not really, mother, angels see
rope holding me is really strong
around my neck there're thorns
can anyone just set me free?
tired of being suffering rose
i'm pretty and i don't see that
but everybody says it's true
or maybe nobody just meant?
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul
