It's getting harder and harder to write about this anymore. I don't know why. Maybe it's a sign of the mental hell this fucking person has put me through.
I don't know why
I stare at the sky
Maybe I hope
To uncover your lie
By me, Lainebug001
Word count: 45
-To A Stranger
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoetryI'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.
