I'm 17, and I write things I think sound creative.
You stole my faith and you stole my heart Two months together Forever apart Forget all the letters forget all the lines It wasn't the truth when you said we were fine..
Trying to breathe As it gets heavier Movements slow So defined Step Step Step Stop Breathe Drop Stop.
To be your boyfriend. Well, sure. If you'd like to be Mine. Train station goodbye Euston pigeons flap Long distance is just distance And what does distance matter. It's just that: Distance.
Life's so hard Nobody understands me I'm so random I like shutting myself in my room and listening to music Dubstep and screamo are the best things to happen to music My iPod and Blackberry are more...
Continuous prose Can be broken No path or plan Rambling continuously on and on Say what you like People will listen Sometimes, I Suppose..