I wrote this poem a long time ago but it's true... people don't alway know whats going on inside.
September 16, 2009
The third poem I've written this morning. I'm back into my old mode of being depressed. I think that it's gonna stay now. For good.
To Sara, a real poem that I dedicate to her and her long suffering of life. She's a strong girl, but strength only goes so far...
