sad-eye : Writing

The are all boys..

The are all boys..

A Story by sad-eye


I was thinking what should I do with all these guys
They

They

A Poem by sad-eye


They call you pretty, you paint your face They think you are funny, you brush your teeth They tell you are amazing, you close your ears They say yo..
walking with fingers

walking with fingers

A Poem by sad-eye


it was a very odd night when i wrote that..