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Post by xxrebel86xx on Feb 11, 2006 7:31:52 GMT -6
You can't see me, Hidden in the crowd, You're dating her now, Should you be proud? I can't get your image, Out of my head, Why did you choose her, Over me? Hidden in the crowd, You can't find me. Shouting your name, Like something in vain, Hidden in the crowd. Do you just happen to like, Girls with no talent? Or are you just confused about love? I barely exist in the land of make believe, Yes, I'm hidden, You'll never find me.
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Post by QueenPaige4 on Feb 11, 2006 8:38:31 GMT -6
I liked the ending. your poem was good.
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Post by Laura on Feb 11, 2006 17:33:02 GMT -6
The ending:
"I barely exist in the land of make believe, Yes, I'm hidden, You'll never find me."
--was good but I found the rest kind of amateur but you may be so that's okay.
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