heres how i feel now in poetry
"to think i wrote
such a waste
of paper pens and tears
lifes no fair
but we have to live
halloweens coming
i just cant die
although i feel i will
my heart is broken
tore to bits
all we can do is sigh
its not worth does tears
i take them back
ill just go on
i should be happy
again soon
but just in case goodbye