CrossroadsA Poem by Kristin
I may still be young
But I've seen alot in so little so long You may be older But darling you're colder Its a scary place I wouldn't show my face We have people with no fate Besides giving others hate I may be young But I've experienced the horrid tongue Fake it to make it Or else they wont take it Too perfect, Too flawed Either way its just a fraud Their minds are screwed Their hearts are shrewd Their lives are fucked And they've been lucked I know my way and you know yours Hopefully they'll find theirs without a tour
© 2012 KristinAuthor's Note
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