This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing

anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected

we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising

You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve

fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take

If you could be any person you wanted to be who would that person be?

Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life

my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up

I have a word of advice for any body young or old keep your heart