Thursday, February 21, 2013

Annabead String by Swift


she cut her own hair she made her own clothes
where she went in the afternoon nobody knows
unless she has to she doesn’t speak
the other girls whisper and call her a freak
though others were mean to her she never showed hate
and though everyone is special she was something great
you could always tell she was thinking but never what about
she always had flowing ideas when others had drought
she always had a peaceful smile on her face
she showed intelligence elegance beauty grace

No comments:

Post a Comment

Please note that all of our comments are moderated.