Sometimes I see
The world in black and white,
Whether I'm relaxing in my bed,
Playing Minecraft,
Or running a mile.

Trying to get biology
OUT of my head!

I'm guessing that I've grown horns!
I'm guessing I'm human no more!
But I'm sorry,
I needed a break.
I needed to say:
I'm over this thing called, school!

I want to go home.
I want to stay there.
I want to not finish my homework.
I want to live my life free
From the eternal chains
Of torment and classrooms,
Filled with books,
More than I could ever read.

Please let me out,
I'm willing to take a leap.
I'm willing to take a risk.
Please let me have a break,
My brain feels as though it might break.

I did it, I wrote the best piece ever
Looking over the art my head made.

Rereading.
It's a very good poem of self-expression

Rereading.
I mean, the scheme is a little off
It sort of captures my essence.

Rereading.
It's average at its finest
I really don't like the style.

Rereading.
These words don't even fit me
They don't have meaning at all.

Rereading, deleting,
An empty page is all they saw.

Time may be elementary
moments lost in motion
Quiet periods provide
a power in between the lines
It's potency lies from within
Some gifts are given but not received
and hard to read for us to
see these silent signs

With not much clarity
A guess is worth its weight thrown
But no one ever really knows
Unless the game is read or set
To take or give
Conditions met
I keep the rest to go against
The sense between the self and less

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