By Jazzmin Rose
Imagine it in a heart shape.
Sometimes I wonder am I ever on his mind?
Am I the only thing he thinks about?
For. he is the only thing I think about.
The only thing on my mind.
YOU ARE READING
Crappy Poems By J. Rose
PoetryHere are some poems that I had written as an 8th grader. I am not a poet, but I gave it a try. I hope you hate them as well as I do. P.S. I HAD to do these for school.
