Poems from thatlittlepunk
I am me with no filter
I am pure with no filter
I am myself with no filter
As beautifui women, men, and couples descend across my Facebook...
Why must our heroes have vices that kill the ones they are supposed to save?
No mercy, no empathy, just sterotypes and thinking critically...
My imperfections pierce my mind like lightening
Leaving impressions so powerful
They make my body ache
They make blooming difficult
How...