Poetry is my way of expression.
I have recently discovered this.
A way to say my thoughts with intention.
It makes my mind empty but full of bliss.
Poetry is my new obsession.
Poetry is my way of expression.
I have recently discovered this.
A way to say my thoughts with intention.
It makes my mind empty but full of bliss.
Poetry is my new obsession.
I have had so many friends.
Some may say I am lucky
to be surrounded by huge groups.
Always having someone to talk to.
I agree.
I am lucky to have all these people.
I shut down a lot
I don’t know why I do it.
I can’t control it,
but for some reason
the voice inside my head
says it is because I am
attention seeking.
I know I am not.
pink walls plastered
with thick sheets of paper.
tapestries hung by
tiny sharp nails.
shelves stacked with
meaningless old trinkets.
sparkles of light adding
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