T.V.

T.V.

It tells me stories of sorrow and grief,
Flowers and leaves,
Sunshine and sea.
It shows me things I need to see,
Either good or bad,
Happy, or sad.
I need it,
I hate it,
Why do I use it?
My own Adventures are right out the door.

i like this poem. You captured the feeling of everyone who watches t v- i need it, i hate it.
the flow is a little bit strange, however. Umm... was grief/leaves trying to rhyme? It kind o threw off the balance, and "flowers and leaves" sounds a little strange. I don't know about you, but I don't watch nature shows with up-close flora often.
the length of each line is strange- some uber short, some much longer....
i also like how in the very end it talks about "my own adventures right out the door," but don't capitalize the adventures.