high school angst. i have so many thoughts on paper from back then. in many ways i feel the same and in many ways i have moved beyond the petty trying to fit in phase. i think a lot of it is just me, and therein lies the secret to my attitude.
Written at a time when i was involved with justice for W.W.1 vets. I have several poems written at this time, probably too strong to be posted here.
i'll be calling yooouu...
To everyone I know and how I feel about them
What would it be like? To lose everything knowing that things could be different.
