You're all in a mood.
What can I do?
I'll skip on over,
You'll see me roll over.
I'll give you a goofy grin.
The smiles start to win.
While high school kills your soul,
I'm looking for a colorful bow.
You're grumping through the halls,
I'm bouncing to my music like a ball.
When it rains you're inside, closed up like a flower bud.
I'm outside jumping in the mud.
That's just how I am with my
RAINBOW BLOOD.
YOU ARE READING
My poetry
PoesíaThis is just a book of poems I wright. Ya know...... when I'm not crying in the shower.
