So, I'm writing this message about the most recent poem I've written for my book, the hidden. It's called commit. It's like, commit suicide. It's a short poem about a girl who commits, and I guess it's sad. The reason I wrote it was that I was on twitter recently, and a girl I followed, almost committed. But people thought she was faking. Now, I don't know, maybe she was faking. But that is no excuse. To accuse someone of something, so... Terrible, is actually the worst. Because, what if you were wrong? Then your accusation could have pushed them even farther. And that is not ok. The world is running out of beautiful soles, because they become oppressed by the ugly words of people around them. Imagine someone accusing you, of something you didn't do. That would feel pretty shitty, huh? Think before you speak.
And, that's it. Sorry this is so long, I hope you read it. And, don't be stupid.
Rain.
