Blabla- ur really good!!!!!!!!!!! i get so much strength from ur poems. u sound like an amazing person.
They live behind white fences,
pretty gardens and manicured lawns.
Polished windows and mahagony doors.
They live under sunny skies,
chances of showers here or there.
Warming suns and fluffy clouds.
They live in turbulent houses,
broken furniture and leaking roofs.
Shattered dinnerware and torn wallpaper.
They live sarrounded by nightmares,
haunting them wherever they go.
Frightening cries and silent ghosts.