This is a Cinquin. I learned the format at camp. One word, then two, then three, now four, and one again. yay.
Angel
Too Beautiful
For This World
Blinded, I can't see
Hopeless
Yeah, so I speak on the evils of sharing teen angst and how lame it is. I also yell at people for being hypocrites. Pot to kettle: I am black? I'm going to regret this in the morning. Oh wait, I already do.