I am often astounded at the sheer volume of poetry that I have written over the course of my life. And even if it sucks, the prodigious amount is noteworthy! The good thing is that I don’t think it sucks. It’s actually pretty reassuring to me that I documented my feelings in such a poignant manner at such at early age. I am enjoying see my development as a writer and a wordsmith.
My heart bleeds for this girl. I was obviously so sad. I am amazed that no one noticed. That I was able to fool everyone into thinking that I was ok.