Blue عملی حکمت Girl

Tell them my story long after I'm gone.
Tell them my dream's and wishes and hopes.
Tell them how I tried to help the world.
Tell them how I gave up.
Tell them آپ help me through.
Who brought me down and chewed me up.
Tell them about every scar I have.
I like the one on my wrist that's from my cat.
To the one my arm because I became sad.
Tell them about how I was talked about.
And stabbed in the back.
Tell them my crushes and دوستوں I hope I get back.
Tell them how I help آپ through,
The fights,
The burns,
The scars,
The bully's,
And yourself.
Tell them how I was there for you.
And how I'll be there for them....

Her Worse Fears. A/N: I'm finally writing a story in my spot so I hope آپ like this as much as I wrote it! PS: This is the story I used for my English practice exam! ^^












Everyone waited patiently for the doctor to come out, some of them dreaded with a mixture of fear and utter stress. I was one of them. “Anna, are آپ okay?” I felt a small hand come on سب, سب سے اوپر of mine that was on my knees. I turned slightly to my little cousin, Izzy Grace. Her eyes were red from constant crying and her pale cheeks showed dried tracks of tears. I nodded and squeezed her hand. “What about you?” Izzy shook...

If آپ haven't read this poem in this club called Dream Diary, آپ can read it here :). Hope آپ like it - it's the best poem I've ever written! <3

You should know that bullying hurts
It starts with one word, one word آپ blurt
Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear
Don't آپ know you're their biggest fear?
Day سے طرف کی day, آپ torment them
It takes a while for their hearts to mend
All they ask for is one true friend
But آپ just want to make their life end, make that one wish go away
You bully them till they can't breathe no more
Who are آپ trying to satisfy this for?
Everyday they wake up...