Leftover
Heading back to find a lost teenage.
Publisher Description
Sometimes in the hurry to become an adult , we race through those seven years of our life that make us the person who we shall be for the rest of our lives . Seems as if I never was a teenager . Going back in time to relive my teenage through a bunch of poems that didn’t seem a lot up till now . Well those are the only things I’d rather call mine today . The leftovers.