Broken Spirit

ok, so, it's a little emo...who cares,huh, keefe?(8th grade)

Where do I go?
Home sweet Hell?
I see so far away.
Why do I live?
Why do I care?
I let these dreams confuse me.
This is my careless moment,
To sit here while you tease me.
Look at me bcuz I am different,
And tell me it was pleasing.
Dark thoughts,
Killer rocks.
This is all an accident!
This picture will never be perfect,
But still he created me
.I am love by noone but my poetry,
And my father from above.
I have lived such as lonely life,
It's hard to speak!