To me, poetry is easy
Well, not good poetry...

I think I love you,
I think I want you...

These people don't
know where they're going...

A girl dressed in all black walking down a white...
People looking, and whispering to each other about...

Anonymous,
Memories are set and stoned in my mind of what we...

Are you feeling the rage now?
I'm knocking on your wooden box...

Most of the time I know what I'm talking about,
But what about all the other times I don't know...

Anxiety takes full control over my body,
Refusing to be lenient with me and my soul...

I'm talking to you again, and it's what I always...
It feels good to express my personality again to...

A door but not a key to unlock it,
A window, I think I'll take it...

When your words slip out onto line paper,
They seem to be a little different then texting...

I'm confused, and that's my favorite emotion,
My feeling that I always feel through everything...