It feels like no one understands
but they tell us someone will

It feels like im falling apart
They say im dramatic

It feel like im all alone
even with people all around me
They say im a attention seeker

I like school
They say im a nerd

I not a skinny beauty
so im fat

I change to the skinny beauty
So im anorexic

I like rock music
Im a Emo

I like wearing black
Im Goth

Im made one mistake
And im a idiot

I like showing off my body a little
so im a ****

Labels consume us...
No one can be who they are with the
Labels
Telling them who they are

i’m broken
and you’re the hammer
that shattered me

I haven't written a poem
In a very, very long time.

The leaves of the trees have
lost their color,
and are falling
to the ground,
cold, and dead.
The air bites
at any exposed skin
and I can no longer feel
my fingers.
The sky is always
dark and dull.
There are
no sounds
of birds in the morning
when I wake.
There are no flowers
in the frozen ground.
And as I sit, on the frigid
cement,
I realize,
that I have no reason to be here,
once again.

Coming around.

Sierra.
With a canvas camera bag.
Too small to fit a world into.
n too big to fit a life into.
Carrying death by the pound.
By the scent of the sky.
By the quid in pocket.
N by the vinyl in the eyes.
N all u can ever do is dance.




Garrett Johnson

My heart weighs heavily
In my chest
I never loved
I never cared
That was until I met you.
You who showed me
That the smallest
Inconvenience
Can bring forth bowls of laughter.
Each memory of you
Stays intertwined with
My happiness
Now you’re gone
And I remain inconvenienced