The grass is never green
#WritcoPoemChallenge
I stopped writing because
You always asked what it meant,
And I never knew. So you got upset
And I couldn't
I stopped singing, and drawing and painting
Because of the same reason
And now I can't even...
I stopped writing because
You always asked what it meant,
And I never knew. So you got upset
And I couldn't
I stopped singing, and drawing and painting
Because of the same reason
And now I can't even...