I didn't paint a picture. I didn't mask at all. The pretty drugs and flashing lights were there to watch me fall. I fell just like a princess. With girly twirls and hair. I'd pick up work and smile and flirt and never really care. My act was like a mirror. But a mirror, we… Continue reading Picture
Tag: poetry
Beware
Beware the teenagerwithout any hobbieswho seems to be busy but nothing ever sticks The jack of some tradesEnough opportunityTo build skill and deceptionCutting corners to fit. Beware the mindThat saw peaceful as goldenBut was constantly taughtIdle hands were a sin Looking out for attentionBut only at the right partsHoping nobody noticedThat human within. Beware the… Continue reading Beware


