Poems from chang_
As I lay
in the waves of the ocean
surrounded by sailing boats
The sky
never seems to change pace
in this place
which I call my room
...
The cold
hard stare
The never
changing pace
Separated by glass
forever face to face
The Ant
will keeping on moving
it won’t
turn around
It knows
where it’s going
My mind
My world
is a blank canvas
the colors around me
are gray
even with the help of
that sunshine ray
but she
she made me see...
The quiet girl in the back of the class
looking through the glass.
No one knows much about who she is
they only know of the silence she...