Poems from imyourprettystandardemo
Columbine, Parkland,
Boston Races;
So many lost, too many faces.
How long must this last?
We must end this epidemic fast!
'But how', they...
Sometimes I think I'm not good enough.
Sometimes I know it for a fact.
Sometimes I can stare the world 'til it backs down,
Sometimes the...
This is the Climax.
The fight before the fall.
The storm after the calm.
Where the demons of regret,
And anger,
Rule all.
I'm your pretty standard emo,
I have cuts all down my arms.
I wear all black a lot,
And my writing's pretty dark.
People don't appreciate,...