Poems from inferior321
I am not that person I appear to be.
Those deeds you glimpse are not of my hands.
Though this body has committed many sinful acts,
I...
I didn't sign up for these seven hour days
All my time spent in school - none left to play.
Looking around the small cluttered room
at the...
Innocent baby sleeps inside his room.
His mind is napping from his day of play.
The mother prays her son will grow and bloom
Against all...