Lucky, lucky
Yeah that's what I am
I'm lucky to be alive when I'm scared to go home?
I'm lucky to have parents that are still together when they scream at me for a little mistake?
I'm lucky to have friends even though they stab me in the back when it's convenient?
Right.
Totally lucky.
YOU ARE READING
Little Do You Know
PoetrySome of my poetry. Most of it sucks, but I'd appreciate it you dropped some votes on the ones you do enjoy. It helps me keep writing. ~Little do you know, the pain in my heart comes from the knife you didn't know you were holding~