Little doll made of sticks,
his body felt as heavy as bricks.

Even as he lived in the forest,
he always came by a young little florist.

Nobody believed his words, not even all of the blue jay birds.

For the people around him his nose grew,
Even though to him, all he was feeling was blue.

A smile
from you
can brighten
any day.
And whenever
I’m down
it makes me
feel okay.

There is no better
moment
To see you happy
and show it.
And your
smile is so contagious
it spreads
as though
Ageless

Puddles after rain.
Or maybe I’m insane.

Storm clouds lightning cracks.
Sounds like breaking backs.

Flooding in the city.
No longer is there apricity.

Thunder drums in the sky.
The sound makes children cry.

Earthquakes crumble the planet.
Turn it to a broken cup, that’s made of granite.

Something’s wrong, the sky is clear.
Maybe it’s me, as I’m painted with fear.

Falling, from the sky, from the clouds and the moon.
Calling, like a goat, like a squirrel like a loon.

The clouds surround the sea. The sky’s floating above me.

Gravity’s pushing me down.
Because what I’ve done, made me feel like a clown.

Watching, like a hawk, like a cat, like a bee.
Sinking, in the air, in the sky, to the sea.

I accept my own personal fate, I’ll probably land on a tall metal gate.

I don’t have time to be afraid, as I’ve already gotten delayed.

Falling, falling, falling.

The birds are still calling.
My head is deathly throbbing.

I wish to be free, like a dancing bumble bee.
I want to be a cactus, scaring away my enemy’s.

Alas all I can do, is just keep falling. Until I hit the ground.
I hope nobody’s around.

I am Mother Nature. They say am the most powerful of all, but I feel alone like the winds and birds, can no longer hear my call.

Whenever I cry the storm clouds follow and drown the cities and earth and trees.
Whenever I sleep my head is hollow, and blackness is sweeter then blue, black and bees.

People could swim in the tears I release, no one could notice my aching for peace.

If they should which no one would care, I’d hope that they’d help caress me with care

I’ve broken so much of the Great Barrier Reef, because of my anger my hatred and grief.

I am Mother Nature the most broken spirit of all, my mind are the canyons which people could fall.

My emotions are the mountains, they go up and they go down.
Yet people still walk them, makes me feel like a clown.

I relate to the deserts all flat and rocky, lonely and dry, bury me here so I can make a new oasis and cry, cry, cry.

I hope this helps to know, I’m never going to be okay.
The words the severed in my head, slowly tore my heart away.

The only thing I ever heard,
Was how I am supposed to smile.
I can’t shake off the feeling,
That I will always look like a ***** pile.

Every day I wore a mask, and hoped that no one would ever ask.
I can never shake the feeling
That what I’ve done isn’t left in the past

What can I do to make it better?
I’m lost please help me be more clever

I hope this helps to know, I feel dragged into the darkest caves.
Bats surround me no one likes me so that’s why I’m left unbehaved

No one understands my crave,
For happiness healing and my heart to be paved.

I am just a shadow.
But all it is my head is hollow
Wilted like a flower my body has been ****** from power.