11/3/2016
This is a poem I did for a friend for her American Literature class. She was having trouble so I just did her homework for her. If you guys are interested in seeing some of my drawing artwork follow my IG account @drew_who_draws :)
Who are you to say my name? Decomposing the walls in my head. You should know I hate this game. Simply watched me as I bled. Fall into the rabbit hole.
Everyone at school picks on her fo… The bully her and tease her Saying that she doesn’t belong wit… That she should do everyone a favo… She listens to what they say
Deep underwater Won’t last long Trying to find my way Can barely see Then finally I see the sun
I sit and wonder what my life is l… What type of story it is And if my life was alright Is my life a comedy? Tragedy? Mystery?
The world today is crying People yelling and dying My home is crumbling Can no one see I’m bleeding? Everything around me is falling
My hands shake as I type. My body freezes every night. Will they find out who I am? Beat me until I can’t stand? People don’t believe you when you…
Many years I have been in here Locked inside my cage Forever isolated From the world I once loved... _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _…
I can smell your fear. I can feel your fear. I can see your fear. I can hear your fear. —Sweat—
Crystal-Creativity <><><><><><><><><><> I love drawing Letting myself go Painting
He keeps his head down Not wanting to draw attention He doesn’t want people to know What he’s up to He keeps his hoodie on tight
Tell me what you want to hear Living in this life of fear Show me where you want to go And take you through rain and snow Tell me what you want to know
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He follows blindly Never asking questions Just doing whatever he is told He doesn’t think anything is wrong Until the day where everything cru…
You don’t deserve a letter. You don't deserve to know how you make me feel or how much I like you. I want to write you a letter but it will do me no good. Maybe one day I'll write what ...
Mirror, mirror on the wall Here you stand six feet tall Staring at me in the eyes Watching my body size You laugh at my physical shape