I love to read mangas. I love to hang out with my friends.)
Question
I have this question
that I think about
day in day out.
This question
is on my mind
Night and day
My life goes by
so slowly as I think
of this one question
This question is
when will it ever
be enough?
I've had a boyfriend
but I wonted more
when will it be enough
I've got nothing now
but I still wont more
when will it be enough
Now I realize I had
the answer all the time
me, just me
Why have stopped writting poems? Is there nothing you can write about? Your first poem sounded like you were in pain, has that changed? Or has something else taken it's place?