Okieeeeee guysssssssssssss!!!!! So it's been a month since I stopped using Wattpad andddddddddd I have decided to update the first chapter next month cuz study issues and all of that complicated bullshit.
Ok just kidding. Some kids are just annoying and they need me to take care of em.
Anyhoooooooooo, while we wait....I have a poem.
In the race of limited time,
We strive for success;
But when we passed the line,
We've become depressed.
The burden is heavy,
Weighing pain on my shoulders;
My legs go weak,
Still I move forward.
The whispering echoes of disappointment,
And strong voices judgement;
Though I am broken,
I sighed and gathered the fragments
The curtains fall and I stare at a red cloth,
I think to myself what else have I done wrong.
The audience never applauded,
Even when I got off stage;
I scan the clouded memories,
And realized that their opinion was never a mistake.
I gave up and ran again,
Only the effort was not for a race;
But for a place where forgiveness is said,
And flaws are embraced
But to think again,
No such place exists;
The only paradise where happiness could be gained,
Is place you see after death.
BUT I'M SORRY. SUICIDE CAN NEVER BE THE ANSWER.
YOU ARE READING
Loving Michael
Ficção Adolescente"Thus, what is the answer?" "We'll see." He smiled _______ This book is written by a thirteen year old girl so excuse the boring storyline and the crucial errors. ||Copyright © by Mikay Asong||
