Gangsta Fake I really hate how so many my age wants to be a gangster, be cool Everyone is a boring carbon copy, wearing the same north face puffer jackets Everyone doing things they shouldn’t everyone being too embarrassed to…
Girlhood Being a girl is, dreading the walk home alone having horrible cramps shying away from the camera but it’s also laughing with friends chatting about books and planning sleepovers gossiping with friends about crushes. It’s Scary to walk…
Shallow Bay In between the shallow bay, A little boy lay. His eyes were puffy and red, In the local school uniform. All of a sudden our eyes had met, I had no thought to judge him because I know…
Kaleidoscope Me People see all types of versions of me But not every person sees the me you see I can dance, i can draw, I can even sing But what do you see passed all these things A girl,…
The Harvest of Man We are like a tree, with different fruits, They all represent different emotions Red apples are like anger Because of its colour bananas are happiness Because of its shape Green apples are like humour Because of…
A Rose If I were to love a rose, I’d love it from within. The thorns that defined it’s pain, The leaves that fostered the vain. For the rose wouldn’t be who I love if it wasn’t for the red.…