Poems from jessicajaco123
what is love
are we entitled to it
do we deserve it
will we ever find it
is it in us already
why is it so complicated
is it inevitable...
I used to overflow with tons of love
Pure and and also treacherous
I was a kind young woman with desires
Great desires to make people...
i know my parents love me
but why dont they trust me
i never ask to go out
i guess they want to protect me
but i have no fun and it sucks...
i am the desert, you are my oasis
i am the ocean, you are my island
i am the nation, you are my peasant
sometimes I hate my family
they are stubborn and they refuse to listen
i open up, but they close me down
i awake and they put me to sleep...