My Room's too Quiet and My Mind's too LoudA Poem by PetrichorLate one Thursday NightSitting on my bed My laptop in front of me Why can’t I think I ask myself The fan is on The room seems endless in the night. The only light coming from the lamppost My mind wanders About this boy in one of my classes Think I command myself Although I rarely listen I can’t
The room’s too quiet And My mind’s too loud © 2014 PetrichorFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorPetrichorVAAboutI'm 14 for now. I enjoy photography, music, writing, and reading. I believe that photography is a way to express yourself. Not just to "capture the moment," but to show your true self to the outside w.. more..Writing
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