My soul will stay within

It's not my best peice.

When you were born,

no hearts were torn,

So why must me tear there's apart?

 

When life is gone,

and we can't go on,

who will have our hearts then?

 

If you want to be mean,

Be the person on the screen,

then don't count me in.

 

For I live to be free,

and fly like a bee,

and my soul will stay within!

Author's Note

Feel free to judge this poem. This isn't my best one.

Reviews

[John B]

not bad keep up the good work