Sonder

I miss the innocence in "Will you be my friend?" questions.

make the earth shudder and rearrange the skyline

Simple joys, simple pleasures

I want to be an artist, but so many people tell me that it's a waste of time. If I can't have my dreams, I have nothing.

All my poem ideas come during exam time. >.>

I haven't poemed in a while.

I haven't poemed in forever, and this is based off of personal struggles with adoption, about my hopeful brother to-be. Please be sensitive. :)

I dunno what this is. >.>

Feeling sad lately.

Lately, my emotions have been so complex and complicated that I've struggled to put any of it into words. I'm trying again.

No more tragedies.