Was looking through some old google docs and I found some random poetry....

...so here you go.

NUMBER 1

UNTITLED

And now I'm left here

Just biting my fingers and wondering why

the cock crows twice

Peter thrice

The pan the plan

Will turn to stone

And I wonder why.

Not really sure about that one, but...

NUMBER 2

HOLLOW IN A TREE

I'm not afraid of the monsters in the closet

I don't find all these shadows queer

I'm not afraid of the monsters in the dark

But I have other things to fear

But I don't know anymore

I don't know anyone

I'm alone and yes I'm lonely as hell

Cause I think that I'm the only

Listen to me

Please

So I'll file away my songs

In a hollow in a tree

I'll hide all of my poetry

In the hole inside of me

I'll stow away my stories

In a bottle on the sea

So that maybe one day

Someone will find me

I don't care about my state of mind

I don't give a damn about how I am

I don't care about my state of emergency

So it doesn't matter

Doesn't matter if I am

Alive

I'm sorry if you don't

Understand

I'm even more sorry if

You do

But just know that I am here and if you

Understand

I'm talking right to

You

When I say

I'll file away my songs

Inside a hollow in a tree

I'll hide all of my poetry

In a hole inside of me

I'll stow away my stories

In a bottle on the sea

So that maybe one day

You will find me

I probably thought that was really deep. idk . . .

NUMBER THREE

CRYOGENICS

Too hot for sunglasses

I can't see past the condensation

Yet I'm too cold

To breathe

It's too hot for swimming

Too sweaty for dancing

Yet I'm too cold

To breathe

I hate the sound

Of the people

Of all these people now

I just want to be alone to my

Cryogenically frozen heart

I hate to be

One of these people

Don't want to be one of these people

I just want to be cold

With my

Cryogenically frozen heart

Maybe I'll be revived one day

IDK

Maybe I'm already gone

But for how long

Is the question

Will I stay here forever

Or will you wake me up

Or will you wake me up again?

I hate the sound

Of the people

Of all these people now

I just want to impale my

Cryogenically frozen heart

I hate to be

One of these people

Don't want to be one of these people now

I just want to be gone from my

Cryogenically frozen heart

You can try to bring me back

You can try to revive me

But I'll never be the same

I'm not alive

I've just been frozen

You can try to bring me back

You can try to revive me

But I'll never be the same

I'm not alive

I'm just frozen

You can try to bring me back

You can try to revive me

You can try to take me back

From where I fly free

You can try to bring me back

You can try to revive me

You can try to take me back

But this is where I want to be

So leave me just to be alone with my

Heart

Just to be cold with my

Heart

Just to impale my

Heart

Just to be gone from my

Cryogenically frozen heart

I probably wrote that as a song in like fifth grade. I used to write a lot of songs O.O

NUMBER FOUR

WINDOWS

Bring me down

From here

I can't see past my

Reflection

And sometimes

I look out the window and I see

I see people I love dying

I see hands

Hands around their throats

Their own hands around their throats

Sometimes when

I look out the window I see

Birds falling from the sky

I see the clouds

In all their apathy

Ignore the featherfall 

As you can see, I never got the help I needed, and this was the result....

NUMBER FIVE

JUST ANOTHER DAY

I live in a world where everything happens

In a blink of an eye, in a flash of the sky

I see boys being boys and girls being girls

Doing just as they say talking up every day

I hear the birds up there somewhere in the sun

Flying so high, falling out of the sky

I feel every day ever lived on the earth

I feel all at once, I act all at once

I taste the red apple sting sweet on my lips

It's an odd bittersweet spitting out an apple seed

And every gray day that has ever rolled by

Has never seen this granite earth quite like I

For however much I do or say

I am just another day

That's actually not half bad...

NUMBER 6

Blue Bird

Why is it that I've never seen a Bluebird

Streaking down the sapphire sky?

All the birds around

Are either red or brown

No blinding Bluebirds to be found

Why is it that I've never seen a Bluebird

A hope a joy a start?

A start of spring

An end of spring

Come to only to hear a Bluebird sing

Why is it that I've never seen a Bluebird

Who's been o'er the rainbow and beyond?

A bird who's flown to Oz and Wonderland

And back again

All to see life from where I stand

Why is it that I've never seen a Bluebird

An ambassador of death?

Who will sing with me through my final song

Tell me it won't be long

Until I can prove a Bluebird wrong.

OKKKKKKKKKk that's all. then end. Good bye :)