When writing the story of your life, don't let anyone else hold the pen. 🖤
As tears fall down your face. Hoping he would feel the same. You have a voice in your head saying That you are not enough.
By Pinkkkblade 4 years ago in Poets
I call them for help But they won’t listen It’s not a white thing I always say We can get it too You’re just doing it for attention
You took something from me Something I can never get back I regret how I allowed you to take my crown Watching my blood drip through your sheets
You make me do things Without a thought You allow me to listen
I have a fever above hundred degrees Only one cure That’s all I need
