Poems from trymory
-------STUPIDITY-----
Pressed aginst that cold wall
my tears only make it colded
your words burn on the inside
but the wall is so cold
i ball my fist in anger...
I am forsed to be diffrent
for this i have no say
its my truth my light
the thing that never change
my diffrence is natural to me
but...
Under my mask lies a cold harted soul
In my head I must destroy it all
I plaster on my face so the hate doesnt show
but every now and...
I'm Not Ghetto
Even tho I am unfourtantly place here
I'm not ghetto
Even tho the girls around me act that way
I'm not ghetto
I dont wear...