You are mean.

Everyones heard of the Midas touch.

Premediated and calculated actions are the hardest to forgive.

I suffer from depression and endured years of bullying at school, usually at the hands of my so-called friends. Girls are mean. As much as I hated them, I came to hate myself more for being unable to stop their tormenting behavior. This poem captures some of the feelings.

Personal poetry.

A poem that just makes me think every time I read it. Its so simple its complex.

Just something off the top of my head.
Life going by too fast.

Simple advice on when love doesn’t work.

Poem.

I’m just curious.