I don't know if I'll be okay
Or if I will always wish to die
But one day I hope that this book will help me survive
I will find these feelings petty
And remeber how exaggerated I've been
And easily count the written down sin
I will look back, before I die
And wish I could have another try
I've done my supposable best
And tried my hardest
But I could still do better
So be my guest
Tell me how I could do so
And I'll listen to each opinion in full
I won't judge on what you say
Because there's a lot I'm going to change.
YOU ARE READING
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.
