Friday, March 19, 2010

Poem

It stated at the age of 12
Didn’t care for a single soul
Fighting, drinking, smoking
Can’t stop her now she’s way blown
Doing everything she can feeling grown
No hesitation, no regrets
Is her every day say
The pain and the tears
Won’t make her change her ways
Feeling like giving up on her
But I can’t why? because I love
Her to death

5 comments:

devin said...

i feel that way some times.

josefina rodriguez said...

this poem i love its cool but you should of added something that gives an idea who you talking about.

daniel said...

dang i felt that way and it sucks when your cout up in that crap

Alfredo said...

LITTLE BROTHER AND SISTER ALWAYS FALLOW WHAT THEY SEE BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN IS OUR FAULT

ALFREDO

lupe said...

my bad for asxin but wat are you talking about. it's firme thouh.