Poems from Hann_Lizzy
Wil you meet me in my mess
Because I don’t know where you are
Will you meet me in my mess
Because all I know is my scars
Will you meet me...
Bridges burn.
Sometimes furioulsy flaming; consuming, crushing, destroying, demolishing,
Sometimes slowly smoldering; caving, crumbling,...
I am not stupid.
I am not st
I am not
I am
I am.
I am stupid.
Scribbled scrawlings of a
student stuck in this
system we call
school....
What is love?
What is truth?
I'm obsessed with ideas undefinable.
I long to understand things insubstantial.
I pursue ghosts down hallways...
When I write things, publish them, and they mention God,
I feel the need to apologize.
Why is that?
Why do I think twice before pressing "...