Poezja

I feel like writing a poem now..
Especially after our little fight,
Listen to your brain--
Listen to your heart--
Who are we to say that either person's right?
Dreams like glass shatters
and breaks,
Only can be healed when melted
and renewed.
An ocean forms when our tears join together
That’s all it takes. But pain is just too...
Hard to use
Impossible it is,
You know it’s true,
Why do you bother lecturing me?
Nothing will make me change my view.
I’ll never see that glass half full.