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I made this poem after i went to do the groceries.. What i'll say below, has really happened.
So, here's how it goes:
So, here's how it goes:
My past is filled;
Filled with mistakes;
Filled with pain.
I don't know what i should do;
I wish i could go back;
To change these mistakes;
To change this hatred i feel;
When i cross the street.
People's looking at me;
With fire eyes;
Saying: Look at this piece of shit.
I'll show them;
I'm not that common guy;
I can be like superman;
And reverse what the world;
Is thinking of me.
Reverse that hate and make it love.
Credit | My haters, Love you guys! :D |
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Update #1 : by Zedeik 05/21/2012 2:57:54 pmMay 21st, 2012
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I too find my poems 'good'.
But i don't like how i never get to make what i want to say rhyme.. (That sentence was a bit weird to my eyes..)