Life doesn't stop when you want it too.
But it also doesn't continue for you.
It's rough and hard and can sometimes stink.
But nothings worse than taking that last blink.
The last time you breathe a bit of air
And right then, you know deaths not fair.
It takes people away far too soon
On minute you're here and you'll be gone by noon.
It shouldn't happen but I guess thats the way
And like it or not. It's like that to stay
So appreciate you Mom and your Sister and Dad
Forgive your brothers when they're being bad.
Because in a world like this, you never know
If today will be your very last show
YOU ARE READING
Chelsea's poems
PoetrySo I know that this book makes me sound like a whiny little girl but sometimes I just need to vent, and I have no one to vent to. To help myself out, I began writing about my feelings. Sometimes it actually helps clear my head. So you can read if yo...
