Why does everyone got to be so mean when they talk about me,
When will they see that words can break me?
I am an emotional creature waiting to be born and raised from my seed.
Life is rough, but I'll learn to adapt.
I'll learn to feed off the good energy.
2a.m and I'm still up your name burned to my head.
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My Heart (Songs and Poems)
PuisiMy Heart is a book of songs and poems i made. These are for the bullies and HATER'S
