it spreads wild
it puts on a show
it portrays destruction
it sinks to the deepest low
...
it appears that boredom has stricken this world
that the face of nothing has come to be known
and all the while people are standing still
letting absolutely nothing be shown
...
To whom does it matter
why I'm so shy
to whom does it concern
why I never cry
...
I'm starting to go
against
what I've been taught
i'm starting to act
...
Love Lost
Depression found
Happiness gone
joy bound
...
The Melrose of life
not to be forgot
the pain in this world
should indulge every thought
...
if I were an ocean
if I were a sea
if I were rain drops
Would you still be here for me?
...
You whisper
all your trapped thoughts
yet hidden
I wish they’d stay
...