Poems from lysabeth13
No one suspects the pain
No one suspects the heartache
No one suspects anything from the girl in the corner
I suffered a lot, more than...
I walk the streets
head held high
Ain't nothing wrong with me
I tap my fingers
to my own beat
Ain't nothing wrong with me
I color my hair...
Heart stopping, ears begging for more
I play the strings like a mother
Stroking a childs head.
Softly, whisper the made up lyrics
that...