IceGalaxy

They see my face on cameras everywhere. 
They see my eyes on mascara adds.
They see my body on screens in Las Vegas.
They see my hair dressed in nothing but natural golden light.
They see all of me.

Wait.
Please.
Keep me here.
Only the two of us.
Together.
Forever.
As it should be.
I need you.
I love you. 
You love me.
So don't leave me.
Please.
Stay here.
With me.
Teach me what love is.

I am a kid. 
I am just a kid.
Who has done nothing wrong,
but is afraid for 
my life & the 
lives of the peolpe around me.
I am not normal.
No one is, but I 
am not a 

Clicks of the keyboard.
Clicks of the mouse. 
Squeaky rolling chairs. 
Taps of my fingers needing something to do. 
Yawns & stretches. 
Moans of sore eyes.
Loud music from my room to calm down. 

Writing is
a therapy, when 
put into simple terms. I
write because I love to, 
because sometimes 
I have to. I have to
ignore the world and 
build a mental 
barricade against the
news and