Jots28 : Writing

they told me

they told me

A Poem by Jots28


If I had a cent for every teardrop that fellwell baby i'd bye a plane and travel this world.You could tell me you're sorry in French or Greekyou would..
our secret we can keep

our secret we can keep

A Poem by Jots28


When you wake up at night, you don't think things are right, don't go back to sleep.When you pick up that phone, you want to make that, remember your ..
Hard are the choices

Hard are the choices

A Poem by Jots28


Hard are the choices we make when we choose for the other's sake, especially when they do not see.Muddled is the mind so lost from itself, so difficul..
My Heart is Unhappy

My Heart is Unhappy

A Poem by Jots28


My heart is unhappy, I think it's angryat me.I know it's my fault, for all I look I willjust never see.My mind is always busy, wondering aroundin the ..