the view
is all askew
and it's such a shame
because there's only one to blame
look at her
stuck with a burr
what a poor girl
born without a pearl
searching for pity
among the pretty
until she burned
and then she learned
and now she winces
at all of the princes
what a poor girl
all she's left with is curls
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poetrya sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
