Poems from Achaia_dent
I'm short
I'm slightly over weight
My left hip sits lower than my right
and I have to do a jig just to pull my jeans up.
I have a crooked...
Pay no attention to the girl behind the curtain
She is the one who cries herself to sleep at night
Who try's her best to please...
-The ripest and reddest of apples-
"Hey there little one"
Rings like after an explosion
It rubs me gently
The wrong way
"Gaining weight I...