Rain Falling Slowly now I stay in bed Sheets engulf my thoughts Pitter patter lulls me Back to sleep as I relax The rain has put my mind at ease My emails can wait another day My job today is to listen to rain

So Like a Poet tree The Etheree You see before you Perhaps not as clever As I’d like it to be, but I still believe it’s pretty sly You have to admit it yourself, right? I mean come on. At least give me that. Please?

Still Watching Dark coats march Through my home town Barking in old tongues And strangling the red sky With whipping flags, painted black Icons of their dreadful rule hang high A silent taunt to the remaining few.

Skateboards Speeding around I love it Falling and getting up Scrapes and bruises mean your stronger I love the pain of it Skateboarding takes away the pain I feel The mental pain then becomes the physical pain The physical pain is better than mental pain I love the feeling when I fall off my skateboard

I am struggeling to stick to my good habits continuously Going to the gym, working out and eating healthy No alcohol on weekdays and not eating fastfood Waking up early and working long days And reading a book per week So much I wanna do But don’t get to I just need Some more Discipline

Weekend Friday night Time to relax Sleeping in til late Not working for two days Oh how lovely is that, right? Just relaxing a bit and doing nothing It’s nice that every week has a weekend Saturday and Sunday are two of my favorite days I wish you a beautiful and relaxed weekend to come

Lost Broken So alone No help, no hope Why did he promise He would never leave me. But I should have known better He left me alone and broken Eleven years of friendship and love Years gone because he feared the full truth.

hush today tomorrow and yesterday the movement is slow anger comes and it goes hence my days are quite tranquil my starry nights full of wide eyes this evening’s soft light, temporary i love every silent second of it

All I feel is left out. They don’t really care. I’m alone, and they’re together. Group of five, plus one. Wow. “I have no friends.” “What am I?” I don’t know, but you’re not a friend. Friends don’t exclude you because you have social anxiety. Friends don’t leave you on read; talk to someone else.

Friends. Friends don’t. They’re not friends. “I don’t have friends.” “Am I just a rock?” You’re a good person, but you promised me I would still be a part of the group. Where am I now? Ms. Sidelines. People don’t care. Social anxiety girl. Wow. That’s how I’m identified, love that for me. Friends don’t.

Look At me, See me soar. Release your grip, That you hold on me. Let me be free, would you? I will be ok, trust me. I promise to come back some day. Please, will you not forget about me? Do not worry, I will come back someday.

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