She sat there and wrote,
She wrote about the days that passed along
She realized its Thursady and there's no where to go
Sitting in a class full of kids
Kids who are smarter and brighter than her.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Unsaid
PoetryThese poems are the things I hold in and wait to write, They are the thoughts that are unsaid. - I hope you can enjoy these and read them through a new light, I'm not a writer officially but this is a dream of mine. Any support given is very much...
She Sat There
She sat there and wrote,
She wrote about the days that passed along
She realized its Thursady and there's no where to go
Sitting in a class full of kids
Kids who are smarter and brighter than her.
