Comments about Ivory Strife
Some days I just want to disappear,
and run far away from here.
Other days I want to scream that I actually exist,
I can't help but wonder if i'll ever be missed.
If I was to disappear in thin air,
or if I got eaten by a bear,
would anyone care?
The troubling thoughts of a poet indeed.
But soon i'll succeed in doing the one thing I do best.