A sad poem about family in a way. Just growing up and leaving everything behind.
Really different from what I used to write, its not depressing like my other poems. Review if you could, Thanks :]
"I like making it wrong." LYRICS. Heavily inspired by Cobra Starship. Feedback hugely appreciated. :)
Let the words pour out, so I don't have to cry.
I'm trapped. Caught in my own grotesque world. And phantasmagoria swims behind my eyelids
Little Fender I write you this note. Little Fender you give hope.
These patterns of nature, These cruel, heartless cycles, They only reflect what we have done.
Imagine a buzzing crowd. City white-noise. Then make the sound distant.
Do you care that your's isn't Romeo? Because mine sure as hell ain't Shakespeare.
I won't apologize for being me. Feedback hugely appreciated. :)