Am 16 years old. I started writing poetry when I was in the 8th grade. I hope you enjoy readig my poems. They are something very special and personal to me. I believe when you write poerty people can see the true you.)
What Happen?
to the good old days when kids were just kids
not parents.
What happen
to the young female who aspried to be more than just a video vixen.
What happen
to the young male who dreamed of being more than just a thug.
What happen
to the good old days when love was the most powerful drug.
What Happen
to the good old days when there was no disease called AIDS
What Happen
to the good old days when the woed family didn't fade.
What Happen
to the good old days when sexual abuse didn't start at such a young age.
What Happen
to the good old days?