Poet

I really wonder sometimes.

I’m trying to forget the people that stopped being my friends, because sometimes it hurts too much to remember.

Who here isn’t an Overthinker?

A story of old my dad told me, turned into a poem

Violets are blue

The ending to my story :)

Getting nervous!

Hope y’all enjoy!!!!

A story I have been working on for a long time now.

One of those dreams you vividly remember

A poem based on someone that used to be my best friend

Something we all do