My sadness is worth more than me
Inspiration
Insight
Inception
Implanting the seeds
Of creativity
And compassion
Impregnating me
With empathy
Giving me all that
So I can share it with thee

Intoxicated with madness
I'm inlove with my sadness

Poetry is...
A birds first feather
A new beginning as well as an end
Poetry is like,
a modest violet thriving within the shade
Subtly beautiful but scarcely swayed
Poetry is about,
anything you desire
A buffet words that sound like a choir
Poetry is as important as,
the fresh air we breath
cause without it the sword of our feelings looses it’s sheath
Poetry is...
A birds first feather
A new beginning as well as an end

I am Fifteen
and my life
the one thing
I don't understand about me
Continues to eat away at me
I can’t figure out who I need to be
How come I’m so confused
Always so confusing
What if I just stop
Put an end to it all
And sister’s not at home
gone again

I feel the need to fit in
But i want to be an individual
This town is getting the best of me
What if I up and leave
before life presumably starts
Will they even care
Or come and find me
I crave independence
But need parental guidance
And sister’s not at home
gone again

Nobody understands me
Not even myself
I dont want to be hurt again
So my emotions are left on the shelf
I should be the one
With the Barbie Doll smile
but no im the invisible one
I have nowhere to go
but so many places to be
And sister’s not at home
gone again

Dear Music

thank you for being a friend
thank you for being there when my world was at an end
thank you for being the ultimate antidepressant
thank you for saving me from myself because I'm my own worst enemy

there's a lot I could thank music for, like giving me confidence when I walked through a door
or blocking out people in the morning on the bus
thank you music, for being there for all of us