Category: Poetry

The girl in golden ballerina shoes Was the epitome of beauty and grace With skin as light as milk and as smooth as cream. I wondered what it was like to be inside of her. The girl in golden ballerina shoes Had rainbow colored nails Her insides must be filled with light  I thought I…

Why do I have to explain? All the things that causes pain Can you for once try to understand? Ugh Go ahead excuse yourself because you are a man Sometimes I wish you could see All the things and people that make ‘me ‘ me But its not right to expect from people You are…