I’ve
helped people die
they smile as they say
goodbye
-B.B
Her hair is red
Not orange
She is like my blood
Blue too, in the eyes
Colors are not everything,
but everyone has their true
colors.
-B.B
P.S there was some poem that I was so excited about before bed last night, I thought it was too good to forget. I should and do know by now to write down poems in the middle of the night. I will compromise with a sentiment about me: I am a exceptionally happy person who is severely depressed.
Ben Bonkoske 