Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Get Out

Get out,
get out of my mind.

Stop,
stop it,
stop blanging at the back of my head.

Get out,
get out of my dreams,
jump into someone elses dream cloud.

Stop,
Stop it,
stop invading my brain
with images of your smile.

Leave,
leave my shattered heart alone.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback