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Is it wrong that I hide, My true feelings and thoughts inside? I've never been one to tell my life or the stories that are behind... the person that I am today
Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore, We are neck deep in denialshouting from our lungs,We are starving head cases.We are two am phone calls to our mothersaying, Mom, I messed up.
Dear First Crush, I dreamt about you once. I was there and of course you were there, and we live out our entire lives while I slept. In reality, my dream came true
i am more than the scrawling words of a girl resigned to rot in her head, and i am more than the days that i can't find the strength to get myself out of bed.
I am a girl trying to find her place in the world moving up going down like a roller coaster going round and round I get good grades but that doesn't mean I'm smart Im not creative
I am one who relieves stress solely by listening to music. I am one who gets frustrated at the smallest things.
Love is like not being mad that your dog woke you up from being hungover at 6 am Love is like what Sam had to get the guy to eat green eggs and ham, and a little bit of persistance
“hug time!”; me, Angie, and toby in a bed; messy closet; BOXES OF CHRISTMAS
When you grow up believing that nice is the way to go, you forget that emotions, and thoughts
I have stood strong against adversity I have been weak in the face of change I have sought out violence in rage I have talked my way away from fights I have stood tall despite fear