Poems from joelyliriano
I guess this is the unspoken part about growing up
speaking less and doing more
things to make myself proud
making myself the top priority...
growing up I was taught that the
straighter and more constraint my
hair was then the neater it looked
blow dry it, flat iron it and just...
all i can say is that you've
said enough without nearly mumbling a word
the things you do hit harder than a whisper
you never liked the...
If I should ever break
again the way I did
to imagine that you would never awaken
I don’t know what I’d do
I’m just writing off of a...