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...