Biography of Angel Hackbarth
I GET TEASED ALOT AND I REALLY LOVE WRITING POEMS. THEY MAKE ME FEEL BETTER THAN CUTTING MYSELF USED TO.
Angel Hackbarth Poems
Why is it life can be a blast? Then you remember the past. Why do we feel sad, Then the next day we are mad.
My happy place is nothing, I can't see myself there, I keep suffering, Then I don't care,
Dead And Gone
She cant take this anymore, Her heart is so broken its sore, Nobody can see how she is, She thought she was his,
I see everyone. They give me dirty faces, Why are they looking at me? I break all the vases.
Hurt is what i feel, Whenever I hurt i kneel, Cry and Cry, Ohh my, my, my,
I miss the way we were, I miss everything about and I cant believe I still want you, I miss your blue eyes,
You are a jerk, You never work, You always bully people, You are a jerk to a lot of people,
Did you really forget what me and you had? How could you forget? You said you and I were perfect together, But then you went and for another,
You are a jerk,
You never work,
You always bully people,
You are a jerk to a lot of people,
And yet your still liked,
You make people sad,
You also make people mad,
You dont understand what you do,
You say this is just you,