Comments about Jess Poet
We spend our lives searching for something good,
aimlessly wandering around, hoping we could
find happiness someday, somehow, somewhere
because a goal makes life easier to bare.
Once upon a time, I met this guy
I smiled at him and gave him the eye,
with his cheeky grin and frowny expression,
I felt happy for once, and I got the impression
that happiness is not always something we find
it only grows, if we leave the past behind.
I discount those cruel lingering thoughts on men,
because he turned my life, from a six, to a ten.
He told me not...