Leaving, I think is the hardest part of it all. Knowing, That you will never return to he safety of these walls. Hoping,
By Megan Mcdonough4 years ago in Poets
To lose it all in a flash, No more laughter. Only the tears of one all alone, Thrown away like an old toy. Cast aside by the people I thought I knew,
She holds so many hopes and dreams in her heart, And enough love and caring for the whole world. But the world cannot and will not see past her sad and troubled exterior,
I am not a child, I am a woman! A woman with thoughts, feelings, and opinions all my own. And yet I am treated as if I were a child
The worlds children with eyes so wide and bright, Curious eyes looking to the world around them. Thinking what a safe place it is.
She fights between what she knows to be true, And what her heart says. This battle must go on, She herself never knowing why,
Ocean tidal wave of life constantly pushing you down to the ocean floor.Rolling you over and over gaining strength. Always mulling over the same things in life is like being caught in a tidal wave.