She is a girl
She has a lot of friends
She is smart
But she doesn't know that
When the teacher asks a question
She never raises her hand
Why?
Because what if its the wrong answer
Thats what kills her
Being wrong
We are people
Instead of helping each other
We laugh
Because we think we are smarter
This world now is all about being perfect
Well welcome to reality
Nobody is perfect
Not even you or me
But we all have something special
That makes every single one of us
Perfect in our own way
YOU ARE READING
My thoughts
PoetryI love writing when I'm alone because i feel free and my mind works better. Here I'll just show you my thoughts about love,friends ... my life. I hope you like it because i keep trying to write because it's my dream and for sure i'll never give up.
