Rosey

You come to me
so you can sleep
first you get your little treat
You close your eyes
I see you’re cold
so I give you a blanket
You cuddle in
I close my eyes
so we can sleep
We wake
Play toss
You get tired
You come to me
so you can sleep

Siblings

I see you here,
I see you there,
I see you everywhere.
I can’t seem to get away,
It seems like you’re always there.
You’re always annoying me,
I always want to punch you.
I wonder why?
Sometimes I wish you would just go away.
Annoying me is your specialty.

you can make it through

Stress in school,
stress at home,
stress in my room,
stress from time to time,
made it through last time.
I can do it again,
I can do it again.
It feels like I’m drowning.
It feels like I’m about to pass.
Feels like I can never
ever can be happy again.
I’m suffering,
I know you are too.
But you’ve done it before,
and you can do it again too.
You can make it through,
because you are,
stronger,
tougher,
you paint a beautiful picture.

Icks

Let’s talk about my icks

Some people may not be familiar with the term “icks”
Icks are something that doesnt rub you the right way or you have the feeling inside you that makes you feel red inside. It’s almost the feeling that you have when you’re blushing, only you can feel it and you know when it’s happening.

People who gets compliments and says “i know”
The word “unappreciated”
The word “ungrateful”
The word “unworthy”
A quiet room filled with tired people
Someone seeing money and knowing they could never earn that
Friends in a room looking at their phone together in silence
Not talking with your mom in her car
Playing roses and thorns
watching siblings grow up.
Hearing beautiful people call themselves ugly
Seeing somebody else look better in something than you do
When you actually try and work hard but fail.

The Orchid Tree

Underneath the orchid tree;
Book in her hand
The wind dances around me and around her head band,
Sitting alone under the sun
Tap,
Tap,
Tap,
Her pen trampling around the paper
Alone under the orchid tree

Sun setting;
Face wetting;
As she reads, reads, reads,
For hours and hours;
Alone under the orchid tree

Night time has come
The moon howls out;
Howl,
Howl,
Howl,

Goodnight little one,
Alone under the orchid tree.