Poems from CAMO
Hi I am H! I am very exited to be writing poems! I have been sending poems to people for a year or two now so I thought it would be nice to go local-ish.
Why, just why. Why dose this happen every time.
I look at you and get butterflies. But all I can do is sigh.
I am too afraid to show you...
Passed out, one with the desk.
The noise of the room is surley a test.
So adorable but not understood,
sleeping so much cannot be good....
Its just a blue shirt
only with a speck of dirt.
A little bleach should get it out quick
too bad another color sticks.
Now when you look...