This is my last post on this account. I will move the poems I like to another that will not be named.
I am doing this because I am a fool and I don't want this life of art and writing, I want just the writing. No more drawings, no more pictures, nothing just the writings of a fool.
My heart is fluttering,
While friends are muttering.
Some of you know what I mean by that and others will be confused. But that is ok because I am more then rather happy as of now.
My mind has gone for a long walk,
On the night that we got to talk,
A friend who is so much more,
A person that I will always adore,
Peace fills my life,
and all is right.
Well if anyone I know sees me as of now they might not know that it is me for the first few seconds to minutes.... Yeah I changed something major... and it shows rather.... Well it sticks out like a sore thumb... NOT IT WASN'T SELF MUTILATION... Gah why would you think that?
I thank the following for theming me make it this far.
I guess there are some good sides to life after all. All things considered, busted tooth, head ache and the such I think that for the day I have come out on top.