the sky is on fire
children see the sun
a steady warmth supplier
though always on the go and on the run
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'the sky is blue' i have been told
but i never knew that by people i've been cajoled
made to believe in things unreasonable and vacuous
so that i shift and that i turn and become non-ambiguous
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Dear imposter syndrome;
day by day the same thoughts
they're haunting my brain
just let me be, leave me alone
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a silent spurt
a silent hurt
the screams are sounding afterward
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i want to draw.
but i know that i will go to deep.
i don't know if i'd make it back,
from that realm. i want to fall asleep.
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why would i expect others to like me
when i can't even like myself?
why would she say she cares
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What I mean by 'sorry' is hard to define
>>All I know is that I know nothing<<;
Sokrates once said these words
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Sometimes I forget.
I tell myself: 'It's meant to be.'
But then something happens
And I ask: 'How could I not see? '
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a' night a gracious dance of snow
in the light it soon will glow
the dark and cold anon recedes
and sun will warm the weeds
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Why'd he push you down the stairs?
I felt the bond and how it tears
My friend on violin duets his sister
The piano she'd play and he'd assist her
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