I wanna tell you how I feel
Because I think that you already know
It's really hard to hide
All the love I have to show
When I see you leaning over,
Vulnerable and looking sad
I just wanna hold you
And say I'll never let go
But sadly, you don't like contact
You'll jump away with a yelp
And then look at me weirdly
And I'll wonder if I can ever help
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoesíaI'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.
