Now, I am not at all an unhappy person, but this poem I wrote would make you think I was. I was having a bad week, that's all. With that said, here it is:
How did it get like this?
It used to be sunny everyday.
I kind of like it when it falls,
It washes my scars away.
But, please do not judge me,
Its really not my fault
That instead of falling from the sky,
Its from my eyes and my heart.
It isnt very good, but I kind of like it. By the way, the poem has no name:( I cant think of one. So, just comment and tell me what you think:)
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