Friday, June 4, 2010 @ 1:37 AM
Im Growing up: Constance Lee
I love the wind
the sun in the sky
Blowing my face
reflecting through my eyes
Nvr seen the place so dead
so dull so boring so ruined
my childhood was a fun one
but now its starting to rain
The days in the future arent bright anymore
without help and no concessions
i learn the truths that i dare not know
but soon falling into many deceptions
Now my dreams are fantasy
that i want to touch no more
just to weep a shining tear
in that gleaming moon, ar'mour
Hmm guys, this is a very sad poem i created ;( just reminiscing my past