Poems from sarah.menke.18
When you look in the mirror what do you see?
I see brown eyes that tell a story,
A story that speaks all on its own,
A story that is not...
Glancing out the dusty window,
I see the mist slowly fall,
I look into the mirror hanging on my wall,
I inspect myself thoroughly finding...
The weather is gloomy.
It hangs in the air,
Its unpredictable patterns,
Remind me of someone that I hold dear,
My best friend is this way...
Love is a question mark that hangs above my head,
It is like a butterfly that takes the risk of being dead,
Love can be the root to many...
Growing up I have always been told to do what makes me happy,So when everyone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up,I told them I...