Pain Struck
I have a strange craving for pain A sort of addiction for loneliness
Budding Poets
Where Words Find Their Wings
Pangs Of The Street
Under the scorching sun I walk, Trying hard to move swiftly,
The Joke
I wake up at sunup, To dash to school each day,
I Don't Want Your Love
Bobby said our love was forever that we were all we got, He gave me all I wanted, paraded me in front of his friends and marked me as his,
Guilty
There you were, the very definition of perfection I met you in my innocence, in my naivety
Any Time
Many times, I'm carried away,
A Breathe From Death
Trees stand still in the moon lit space, Waiting for the breeze to start their sway,
Sorry Is Not Enough
Sorry Is all I ever hear from you
The School Crush.
He used to peep through the panes, Outside the class lanes he waited,
Silent Cries
The streets will always be unsafe, But I'd rather die here, Than give her the satisfaction,
Unanswered Cries
Do you feel my heart beating? Do you feel my tears rolling?
My Crush.
I wish for her Cause thats all i seem to do