Poems from ashleyholman12345
cant wait for the season
cant wait for the fans
cant wait to get pumped
with help of the bands
watching the fotball sail threw the air...
Every time she needs a hand
there is noone there
she begins to wonder why
she should even care
She tries to talk
to those around
but they...
some are good ...
sitting around a
decked out tree
the memories decide
to ambush me
memories both good and bad
from times long ago
most of which i"d
rather...
i am wild
i was born to be free
and nothing you do
can ever change me
i wasnt born
in this cage
my life wasnt always
the paying mans stage...