Poems from Allycayd98
People watch,
Judging,
Who I am.
Either
I'm good,
or,
I'm bad
There is no in between,
Not for me.
I am either
Friend
or
Foe,
I don't...
Crimson red blood,
Dripping from the knife that you hold.
Who are you,
Masked killer?
Underneith you is a boy,
A boy with a slit throat....
You may think I'm perfect
without a scar
imperfection or fear.
But you don't know
what lies behind the mask.
The secretes and fears,...
A young girl,
Lost in the world,
Left by her friends,
Who are crude to the world.
A lost girl,
Trying to find her way,
Meets a boy,
All...
Some people don't really try
to look behind
what you show.
The curtain might
be as thin as a veil
or as thick as a sheeps wool,
but they...