Have you ever just stood there looking into space wondering why its not you who has the pretty face people say your ugly and just dont belong but they cant tell you who to do be your face is not right or wrong your pretty in your own way its not them who makes your day be happy for who you are your pretty within your heart and soul you have happy self control you only get once chance at life you happiness has no price stay the way you are no body can tell you who to be.
(hello people i am more happy now ok so i did another poem and it was actualy happy this time)
(hello people i am more happy now ok so i did another poem and it was actualy happy this time)
1. Your grandpa's horse's dandruff is in the shower.
2. The raisins on the counter are crunchy.
3. You can stuff a pillow with the rat fur on the couch alone.
4. Your nightstand is jammed with garbage from middle school.
5. Clay dust from your old arts-and-crafts project is in your AC.
6. There are a hundred roach-sized headstones littering your cabinets.
7. Your cleaning supplies are only in your closet for show.
8. People hit the gas every time they drive down your street.
9. There's a dust bunny colony in your sheet.
10. You don't even have much of a sheet anymore.
(At least five of these are from personal experience. Pictures would be appalling here.)
2. The raisins on the counter are crunchy.
3. You can stuff a pillow with the rat fur on the couch alone.
4. Your nightstand is jammed with garbage from middle school.
5. Clay dust from your old arts-and-crafts project is in your AC.
6. There are a hundred roach-sized headstones littering your cabinets.
7. Your cleaning supplies are only in your closet for show.
8. People hit the gas every time they drive down your street.
9. There's a dust bunny colony in your sheet.
10. You don't even have much of a sheet anymore.
(At least five of these are from personal experience. Pictures would be appalling here.)