By Arcassin Burnham


Hair braided to the back,
I have no time to change,
To many failures made,
Can't look back on the same mistakes,
The world turns but I stay in place,
Others are short minded,

....and you took a second ,

More like you Need to take a break,
From reality,
To find what you lack,
And fade away your phase,
Joining a group i thought that had my back,
Maybe one simple mistake,
But can't be made again,
Memories with them won't ever shatter,
So I break,
Put back together like puzzle pieces,
People made fun of my short comings,
But we all have our reasons,
And when they think I forget them,
May they call it verbal treasons.