Poems from torenceeugene
The air smells of freshly cut grass
There's a bug on my arm, ew
I think I scared it away. Good.
What did I come out here to do?
I've lived...
I just need to feel wanted, that's all I'd ever ask
I'm that teenage whore that you adore, the one behind the mask
You don't even have to...
Deseo que usted podría ver el mundo desde su punto de vista
Es un hermoso lugar antiguo mágico, pero todavía se siente completamente nuevo...
I wish that you could see the world from her point of view
It's a beautiful magical ancient place but yet it feels brand new.
On her window...
It’s the end of senior year
Time for laughter, time for cheer
So many memories in these halls
Teachers, students, windowless classroom...