Poems from chiaraspalding
do you ry at 3 in the mornin
worryin bout me roamin
with guys in the street
trina make ends meet
emotionally
mentally
seems like 2...
When I look in the mirror I don’t see the same little girl that ran around my mother’s busy office
I ain’t the same girl who talked like...
you were my bestfriend
my true friend
now i think you were my worst end
i loved you
cared for you
stood up for you
now i mihgt hate you
i...
Peace felt
Love helped
Happiness gave
Forgetfulness my cave
The rough wooden planks undder my feet
The sun rising as i have a front row...