some writings

some writings

A Poem by Independent


Past and Present

Sit up straight.
Pinky out.
Sip your tea.
These are the things
Which my mother told me.
I remember.
Look at them.
So uncivilized.
I'd rather go home.
So uncivilized...


Better Off

We walked together,
Yet I walked alone.
You stood next to me,
Yet I stood alone.
What lays forgotten?
What words set in stone?
In the promise of forever,
I'd rather walk alone.


Untitled

Willingly.
I let you judge me.
Go ahead.
I implore you.
I adore you.
In the way you try to call my name.
I laugh because it's just a game.
Come.
Amuse me.
I implore you.

© 2011 Independent


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Independent
Independent

Wilmington, DE



About
I'm 19, almost 20. I've been writing since 4th grade and it's what I love doing. I'm not putting a lot about myself on here because this isn't about me. it's about writing. Comments are welcome. more..

Writing
Eh. Eh.

A Poem by Independent