Poems from jraef1
the noise you make when you are mad
the noise you make when you are unsure
the noise you make when you are sad
the noise
ugh
What is a world without money?
What would society be like if we didn't rely on a piece of paper to tell us our worth?
Would civilization be...
The stress is overbearing.
What will come of me if I do not succeed academically?
Can I make it out of this place with exceptional grades...
Her hair moves in the wind.
She is one of us.
The clouds sway past her reflection.
Jennifer.
Trapped on an island
I exsist only among my thoughts
Coming and leaving like the waves thundering ashore
Will I ever find a way home?...