Mama
I love you
But I know what you're doing
You've got reason but no right
Mama
I know where you go at night
I know what you do when I'm asleep
You think you're so secretive
Mama
I know your plans
What makes this okay?
You've let this go far too long
Mama
Do you really think I'm this naïve?
Oh mama I've been around and back
I know how it works
Mama
I know where you go
I know the lover you see at night
I know mama, I know.
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I am fifteen. I have severe ADHD. Don't let my poems confuse you. Artist, closet poet, student filmmaker. I have a blog, it's not that good. You can look at it anyway. http://avolavit.tumblr.com
I felt alone in this world. Until I found you. You showed me things. That there is good. Even in a world of bad. You just have to stop. And look closely. There is light in the dark.
Marvels are born without being sown. Proverbio..
you and me it's pulling me down tearing me down piece by piece and you can't see that it's like a disease killing me now it's so hard to breathe.
The rain starts As i walk to school I can tell today Will be no fun at all I get to school And my hairs all wet But this stom's Not done yet As i walk to lessons The wind starts blowing My hair...
Our love is strong Our love is bright Our love is everthing you can't buy I hope that our love will never die.
Make me a colour . His majesty said . A mix of greens, . Purples and reds . Put in some sparkle . And pinches of truth . Add a dollop of wonder . And the innocence of youth . The colour I made him .
Arrival of the dawn delights Singing an aubade softer than the mist; Afloat is slow silence - healing bliss Of cyan harbor that embraced the night.
Pile of poo Hmph :/.
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