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I DIED

by Bervelin Botello

I'm in the earth that you walk on

I'm in the smell of morning dew

I'm in the trees that give you shelter

I'm in the rock you once threw

I'm in the air that you breath 

I'm in the water you drink

And I've already been through

What you don't want to hear

 

 

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Bervelin Botello

I am 17 years and and I was born in the Dominican Republic. I'm currently living in New York and have been living here or almost 7 years.

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