a piece of paper
with a picture drawn
floats down the street
while the wind is gone
...
I am a teenager with a lot of unspoken words. Most of my poems will be about love or hate or sadness. thats just the way i express the way i feel and let go all the unspoken words in my head)
A Piece Of Paper
a piece of paper
with a picture drawn
floats down the street
while the wind is gone
the picture is now
what the picture was then
a piece of paper crumpled up
and it can never be perfect again