Poems from summerbieb
We all have our bad days
Days when I feel like transporting to some unknown country
Separating myself from everyone and everything
Days...
its like having a child, of course any normal person is going to love their child
however, that does not guarantee that the child will love...
close your eyes and stand on the tip of your little toes
shhhh no peaking
and when you need me
just imagine i’m there
i know when you...
i hate the way his eyes close
because he gets these little wrinkles by his eyes
i hate the way he always knows...