“my face shows it rough, the thoughts are enough; I write to not bluff what my head makes up.” This is my POETRY book so it’s not an actual story but they’re the poems I write from time to time. Hope you Enjoy :)
I've been waiting
To either cry,
Or wait for her to become mine.
But what will it take to get those blue eyes,
To notice me for some time.
My deepest desires?
Or an endless life,
Of constant tries
With my murky brown eyes.
