you gave me such highs
but so often,
just got me down

feels muggy today
i pull open the window blinds
and i think,
what became of the boy?

being exposed?
i feel that every day
the eye of judgement
trained upon me

do you read just what you want to believe
or do you have actual curiosity to feed?
are the pages you turn just the ones you want to turn
or is there an actual desire to learn?

In This Sadness I Am Caught do we really take care of the things we love? do we give them … More

the sandbanks seem so sound
but we live in a society
being slowly dragged down