NO HARM
But desperation feels my inside,
Desperate for a hand to lead me to a new world.
A world that is like a ballroom,
One just like in Disney,
With fairy tale ending.
I will dance my sorrows out,
And let the cool evening breeze sing to me.
I will dance and call happiness.
Juliet Ivie.
I wrote what I felt like doing and again this teacher gets me,she said she really loves my poem. I couldn't hide my shy smile,I really like this new teacher. The day that girl died in school,I saw that she was sad,and I was sad too. The day Lance fought for her, I was happy,I instantly liked Lance. I don't know why I like her so much,do people just like someone like this?
Bab Populer