Words
They are just thoughts
Blurted out without care
Not carefully sorted

I only rush them into the air
To say something
To be a part of something
And have my moment

But it's short lived
As I am judged for those words
That confine metro an ignorant life
Which will never improve

I've been given a dull mind
Restricted by lack of knowledge
Being stripped of oxygen
Having no way to truly express myself

What a shame

This dear eraser
Hides all my mistakes
It also reshapes them
And gives them new life

I can't really tell you
How many times I've failed
But my eraser can
And it would tell many stories
That I've erased over the years

Whether I cry or not is optional
Either I see or close my eyes is optional
How I choose my own path is optional
But when it comes to love
I can't choose who that is
No matter how much I try

My mind is mixed
Like my soul
It turns with every moment
Hiding me in it
Devouring the life I have left
It ***** it from me like a leach

She doesn't know it
But I love her
My little rosé bud
She's too beautiful

Especially for me
I want to be hers
But she would rather be
With a *****
Who only wants her body
Not her her soul
Or her eyes
Or her smile
It's not fair

I see them everywhere
Spinning without stop
Dizzying me
It's a sick feeling
I can't stand up
Afraid I will fall
So I sit on the floor
To keep myself still

I didn't see this at first
But when I was told it
I finally got the idea
Of my other family
They don't live with me
Or share my blood
But they do share my heart
And they all love me
For who I am
And not what other peopleme see as

And I see them
As my class family
Because they are in my class
This class is the best
It gives me happiness
That I haven't seen for years
So to my family of classmates
And ms. Sullivan
I want to say that I
Dylan
Love all of you