Poems from sarahbelle

The day you left,  The day I dropped you off to go start your new life. I wiped your tears as you cried, and said goodbye, I told you it...
A simple definition will not due. What is respect? My idea or yours? I know where yours comes from. It comes from a branch so sucked into...
"You're white, you're a girl, your life is easy." On the outside looking in, I suppose: I am white, I am a girl. I come from a white...