ArtMy pencil is broken,Art4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I ran out of paper,
My mind isn't working right,
I need to write or draw,
I need to get the ideas on paper,
Out of my head,
I can't concentrate till i do.
I write to keep sane,
I draw to stay calm,
Art is part of who i am,
I need art so i can hold on.
Don't you dare say it's pointless,
It saves lives and brings joy,
It's beautiful and wonderful and always perfect,
All art has meaning.
All art is important.
When I Need ThemI have learned to quietly do as i'm told,When I Need Them4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not to argue or joke,
It seems wrong when i'm sad,
Because it's when i should be mad,
I crumble so easily,
It barely takes anything,
I reach out only to see,
Everyone walk away from me,
The ones i really want to talk to,
Seem to not care when i need to,
It hurts when they ignore me,
It's like they only like me when i'm acting silly,
I wish they would talk to me,
And even when they do i feel guilty,
I feel so guilty dumping all my problems on someone else,
I don't want anyone to worry about me,
I just want them to care,
I know how hard that is,
I know it's hard to be there.
Especially for me,
I over react,
I may everything seem like a tragedy,
I can't help but wonder how they tolerate me.
sick of meI'll go off somewhere else,sick of me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When where i am turns to hell,
I go to where my friends are and ask for help,
Turns out they don't care either.
I feel ignored by them too,
I'm so foolish to expect them to care right now,
I just got so used to it before,
But now it's like they are all sick of me.