My poem is going to make you depressed, so if you want to cry, cry. You are only human as this starch is only a potato.

This is my attempt of a "love story." I'm trying to develop a new sense of style to my writing and exploring different t topics. Wish me luck! (I have to say this is rated more for pre-teen cause that's what I'm basically am but not. Not in age, but rather how I feel. Idk, just read it...pwease?"

Ayooooooooo I is back