Poems from SarahEarth
My true self is a person that I would rather hide.
For I like to keep my secrets, an air of mystery to my mask.
But no one notices, no one...
I have had the bad days to which I will NOT repeat.
I have had the good days in which I have had some sleep.
But then I have the perfect...
I can't remember the last time I wanted to speak aloud.
to talk and chat freely, instead of being scared....
I have tried to be,...what it...
My ideas are so well thought out
that I believed it was normal to think that way.
But apparently not.....But I will ignore that supposed...
Ideas turn in my head, spinning, swirling comming to light.
New jobs and multiple possiblites come in to existance,
this is what I may do...