Poems from mollierumi
While everyone fell asleep
I stayed awake
Writing until my hand ached
Letting it all out
The paper can’t judge
I wrote until my hand...
It's gonna get better
The words are spoken to me
So often
That they have developed a rhythmic tone
Its gonna get better
Its gonna get...
I look in the mirror and see the little girl that was so excited about growing up and I wonder what she would think of me now with tears in...