Have you ever felt so built up inside? Like your body is about to burst from pain? Then, you go to a place where no one knows you and write how you feel. Just to get it out of your system. After that you publish it because your friend has read some things that you have written. They say it is good. That your writing is awesome. Sadly, what you feel isn't good.
It's suffocating.
By me, Lainebug001
Word count: 75
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoésieI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
