Poems from alex siordia
I am that boy who is kind, sweet, silly and all
I always carried a smile that stretches my lips about a mile
walking near my folks
telling...
a born child to be neglected in a world so infected in hate, anger and being decepted life only seeing one shadow. Swimming through life...
I was cute when I was four till I was abandon and forgotten
now theirs hate, mistreating and rejection started to become common
I hate when...
As you carry me in your arms
holding my tight and close keeping me away from harm
your smile and your charm
your soft cream skin
hair so...
it looks in my eyes
pleading me to use em but I tell him no I refuse but he knows my words were all lies
I can't find myself to take any...