Making shapes on the ceiling
With all the little bumps
Thinking of possibilities
And how to fix everything wrong in this world
And I think of you
And how wrong my feelings are too.
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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.
