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...