I just wanna tell you.
But believe it or not, words don't come the easiest to me.
How do you explain something so strong, potent, when all the words fit wrong?
How can I show you my desire when nothing in this world can compare to it?
When do I summon this strength to say these impossible words when the time is never fitting?
Tell me, baby, when do I tell you I love you?
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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.
