I could be a writer, an artist, a poet, But I would have to know it.
Advocate or Hypocrite?
Fortune paves us Fate propels us, Future punishes us, Choice redeems us.
Sunday is a terminal diagnosis
Beware of the Windowless room, Where thinking of Boredom looms.
Truth Churns, Burns Truth Yearns, Learns Wrongs must be, Resolved Wrongs must be, Dissolved.
Sleep makes me tired, Being awake makes me sleepy. Coffee makes me wired, Going without makes me weepy. School makes […]
I had become an angel, a bird, a sky guide, a Hot Air Balloon!
We are all The Flash.
Barry, my friend I can relate.
Burn It All.
Rejection rage burns hot,hot,hot You can go rot, rot, rot.