So I found an old notebook of mine. This notebook contained ancient writings of mine from two thousand-six and earlier. Like OMG, I was shocked to see how little me was so emotional. I imagine that is a typical response though, right? I mean we grow and mature over the years, most anyway. I thought it would be cool to share some of these things with you. Over time we should get through them all together - i know, bare with me.
My goal is to leave the poems and writings in the rawest form so you can get a gist of little baby me. They will be categorized as "Old scribble". The first one is called Cry Today.