Poetry is my only sanctuary. I have nothing left aside from it. It is my solace and the only form in which I can properly express myself. I am an artist with too many thoughts to even process, but poetry brings coherence to my muddled world. When no one else will even think to listen, the poems that flow from me speak back to me, and I can hear myself. Poetry is my last resort and rescue.
I understand
“We accept the love we think we deserve” — “The perks of being a wallflower” excerpt
Love is under-rated, Hate is over-rated
Me being me ^_^
I do the things I do for a reason. I talk the way I talk for a reason. Hell, I think the way I think for a reason. That reason may not be clear to you, but it is to me. I want to standout in this world. I don’t want to be just another kid that wants to grow up to be famous, but doesn’t do anything to get there. I might not ever be famous but I do want to be DIFFERENT!