Promises

And promises felt like a horse that was tied to a hitching post, 
Of course you would believe that promises mean nothing but words,
Simple words that banish me from flight, 
And bind me along with the rest of your foolish herd.
 

sarcasimish

VT

YWP Alumni

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  • Thoughts on English

    Angles, angels
    I used to mix up angels and angles
    The spelling got me
    English was hard to learn especially Since i didn’t really want to learn it

    Once, twice, thrice
    I still don’t find it fair that thrice isn’t a thing
  • Graduation

    I’m walking tomorrow

    For my mother who never even got to high school
    Who frowns whenever I’ve put my schoolwork over cleaning my room 

    I’m walking tomorrow 
  • Siblingship

    The bond of siblings doesn’t quite make sense,
    Because I will go half hungry so they can eat the other part of my sandwich,

    The simmering heat of anger that a sibling can make you burn with can be quite questionable,