If I don't have time
Why I might sit here to rhyme
Well poetry is my...
relaxation by
calming me down
when a smile turns to a frown
It keeps me
from going crazy
Without it I would go
completely psycho
Don't judge me
but without it I could turn shaky
end up with two to three
in Juvi
Do I care
No but i can't bare
a few days without it
With no poetry I would just sit
all day
With nothing to do or to say
No hobbies to play
Just forget
wanna bet
Nothing
Hearing the phone ring
But give in
Won't answer because I win
In a fight
In a self-quarrel but I'm not right
It's all in my head
because this poem is dead.
R.I.P