Biography of Anna Greco
Hey, I'm Anna.
I'm just your ordinary teenage girl.
I'm not exactly the happiest person, but, I try.
Most of my poems are very depressing.
No, that doesn't make me emo.
I choose to use writing as a coping process.
I am welcome to looking at any poems but I will give my honest opinion, that may be good or bad on your part.
I started writing when I was thirteen. It all started when a girl was making fun of me and I made it through with my writing. Every poem has a story behind it.
I am open to making friends so send me a message if you want to chat. (:
Anna Greco's Works:
None. I'm not well known. >.<
Anna Greco Poems
Such A Pretty Girl
She was such a pretty girl. Always up and about. Her happiness even made others twirl. Reached up for the sky before she'd call out,
Reviving The Dead
Why is it that, love can be so magical, yet be so, terrifying?
Here Goes Nothing
Circles of light dim your eyes, As they soar past the northern skies. Twiddly doo, twiddly dum. Your time has yet to come.
If Only We Were In Black And White
Trust is golden. Just like words that you spoke; Stabbed me in the back. Tears filled my eyes.
I'm breaking out. Clawing at the maple wood. There is no reason to cry and shout. Even though, I would if I could.
An Upcoming War
Rumbling erupted throughout the ground. The grass and trees stood still. The damp field grew to become no sound. Fire against your own will.
I never knew how it all can start so slow. A heartfelt conversation. But we'll never really know, And see how it turned to a loving dedication.
Light Vs. Darkness
I see light, That's all I want to see, All I ever did. The happiness overflowed,
Just Remember, Letting Go May Be The Bes...
Commiting suicide, Gets rid of pain. Teasing never stops, Insults after another.
Enjoy It While You Can Hun, You'Ll Be Ex...
My smiles were becoming less fake. Laughing was becoming more real. Pain was fading, It was getting brighter,
Being Dead Has Its Disadvantages In The ...
See that fire? That's my rage, See those smiles? They're fake.
Love Is Only Blind (Nothing Too Serious)
Shaking hands glide across the crisp paper. A note to you, my love. The meaning on the dead paper is hidden. Care to play Hide n' Seek?
Here I am again, In a memory that I wish I could replay. If only I could see you once more. Just to picture your face again.
My soul is screaming, but I hold it all in. All my tears. They wish to escape these crystal eyes.
My soul is screaming,
but I hold it all in.
All my tears.
They wish to escape these crystal eyes.
I won't let them.
There he is.
I call him 'father'
No, not god.