Eyes Poem by Clinton Siegle

to see our faces with eyes
thanks for sharing
keep on writing

a prose to be
well u were not suppose to use the car
u used it
well u were not suppose to break the car
u broke it

u call almost giddy
I have bad news for u
I use the car
that was not suppose to be used

the car is broke
humor silence
then she gets mad at me
y u silent

what 2 say when u r hurting
n the person trying 2 hurt u more is the 1 u have 2 love