Poems from Phantom1998
I am many things
I am a student
I am a daughter
I am a role model
I am many things
but sometimes I just want to stop being something for...
If your ever in a crowed room
and you feel so alone
don't worry too much
there are others that feel that way as well
If you had to choose what would it be
Your family
or your addiction?
There once was a book
it was stuck in a nook
I got quite mad
then the shelf I shook
Bright sun coming up
Right over the horizon
The clouds like cotton