Here me out!
**** peer pressure and social life!
Let me out!
No worries! I will shut up!
Missing our connection
I guess, you have nothing but a dying admiration
I sing in silence
You hear me out, say words with eloquence
Guess, I'm never good at saying "I miss you"
... I just said, "Don't talk to me, I hate you"
What a childish reply from me
I guess, your childish nature already died
Never will I hold on to the tail of your kite
Says the other Tori Amos song I used to sing every night
I told myself, I won't care about you
Wait, I just checked my phone at 11:52...
Listening to "Loneliest" tonight
Though, I've never really felt that way
I just feel that tonight, it suits my way
Was it just coincidence?
Why do I always make good music when I think of you?
My feet cramps from crossing my legs
One on top of the other
On top of my crossed legs is my laptop
I keep on writing poetry, I just cannot stop
Help me, please... do not really want to cultivate this plethora of thoughts
My intuition tells me that I should trust it
I will forget you
Though the CD you gave me makes me cry of joy
I know that deep inside, forever you will deny
Right timing?
**** social media, peer pressure and social life!
Goodbye! Surely, have dinner!
Get some dinner for breakfast
Eat lunch at dinner
Say goodbye, never say hi
This poetry is nothing by an expression of my authority
No need for sympathy
Borrowing some words from the song I am listening to right now
surveillance, ambulance
yes, we need an ambulance to resuscitate this dying matter

I'm never in any way affected
i just want to utilize you to make art
What can I do?
You help me throw up art
This poetry starts