Poems from sparky10112
Who are you to say
that I may be
mentally ill, when
it's not your
skill? You
never
if I am or
not, I will?
Everyone knows it
everyone sees it
Everyone has their cover-ups
the whatever it may be.
A cover-up for their ormal
self, their emotions...
As grownup and
feared it may be
if you know the right people
do the right things
and have fun you will
soon realize that it's not
a black...
Sadness
Moodiness
Unhappiness
Nobody wants
them.
Everyone has
them.
Drugs and sex
are like two peas in a pod.
If you get one you always get the other.
People may want both or want neither
but the people...