Poems from BJinx
My days aren't always great,
but when they are, it's very sunny.
Sometimes I may run late
and have to hop to it like a bunny.
But boy you...
Too early is the time she wakes up,
just to do countless hours of hair and make-up.
Hunger exist in her world of perfection.
Not realizing...
The paper is like my mind, often blank and unclear
On this sheet I struggle to make sense of what I hear.
The pen holds all of my power
It...