Poems from MelissaO
We all know.
We've all been there.
It's that day where your peers decide today was the perfect day to be good pupils.
The whole class is...
Open a magazine and what do you see?
You see two models tying to be
something they're not
because society tells them so.
Open two doors...
Children are crying,
I want to hush their hunger
keeping them awake.