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...