School is where,
Requirements get stacked up,
Teachers get the work done,
And students were stressed up,
But it is also the place where,
I get to meet you every day.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Of The Dead Girl
PoetryShe was the girl who gave everything. She was the girl with the most beautiful smile. She was the girl with a big heart. She was. And now, she is just a dead girl with a blank face, broken heart and head full of thoughts.
