tamilynnyea;. : Writing

My Birthday.

My Birthday.

A Poem by tamilynnyea;.


"Sometimes, the world is dark and cold, And no matter what I'm told, I'm scared, and I'm alone, and I'm 5 years old. Will you hold my hand?
yes, i'm jealous.

yes, i\'m jealous.

A Poem by tamilynnyea;.


WHY CAIN'T I BE POPALAR, MOMMA??!
strong enough.

strong enough.

A Poem by tamilynnyea;.


This based entirely on me.