You make it so easy to be myself and show how much I care. I never feel like I’m wasting affection.

Poems: Pt. 2 Drifting Thoughts & Ideas

Where is My Heart? Where is My Home?

My home was in your heart

I evicted myself

Now I’m homeless

Child-Like Life

Children that never grew up

With age that now has boundaries none

Running round the city they owned

No person’s wishes were considered

But their own entertainment

Addictive laughter driving every move

Smiles loud, public disruptive

Singing conversation spills joy everywhere

Although not always welcomed

Creative minds know someday

The city would be spent

Adventures of five dummies

Be moved to another