Poems from Writeitout
Grades are getting low
the teens are getting high.
That 12 year old is pregnant and her parents wonder why
A 1st grader is swearing,
a...
i paint a pretty picture.
but the picture has a twist.
the paint brush is a razor.
and the canvas is my wrist.
i sit on the curb
The sun streams down on the dark streets
The sun-lit happiness stains my ever grim face
A cup
A cart
A piece of cardboard...
I Loved you
my heart gave you everything
And now you say its just a
"One Time Thing"
I Thought you loved me
that we could live happily
And...