La Llorona, just let her cry.
How toxic!
How scary!
She's nice, kind, and warm until you make her cry.
She'll be cold,
She'll be mean
and then she'll drown you in her lies.
How toxic!
How scary!
Have you ever seen her eyes?
Always crying a river and never having them dry.
Begging for forgiveness
thats all she ever wants
she could be a best friend!
but the kind that lets you rot.
Don't let that kindness fool you for she hasn't got a kind bone.
a real modern mean girl thats what we call her at home.
This poem is about:
My community