Things that made them happy its gone
Things that made them smile is gone
Everything they loved, cared is gone
Now they're broken shells of there past
Friends left them
They have nothing, yet they smile still
Over pain of course
They laugh over pain
It's NOT their FAULTS
They didn't course this life, life CHOOSE THEM!
But while your smiling
There dying
Slowly
One by ONE
But no ONE CARES!
YOU ARE READING
Everyone Has A Voice
PoetryThis poetry book is different mines Don't have a set theme to it mines tell a story everything I write is a story if you don't like that well don't read it This poetry book is mainly based on emotions one keeps hidden that's why I want y'all suggest...
