text: Crashley Nichole Better 
   
   
   Why? 
   So here I sit 
   Bored and depressed 
   Thinking of ways 
   That I can become a success 
   It's nerve wrecking 
   Sitting at home 
   When others are out having a good time 
   and you are all alone 
   It makes me wonder 
   If life is still worth living 
   But then again I should be thankful 
   For what I have been given 
   The pressure of being a loner 
   Is unbearable 
   But the unemployment rate 
   Is understandable 
   I feel like a loser 
   Sitting here writing this 
   But I love to write 
   So you can give my butt a kiss 
   I feel like everyone hates me 
   And that I am socially rejected 
   But it doesn't matter 
   I am as good as dead 
   I bet you are reading this 
   and I bet you are ready to judge 
   Be my guest 
   It doesn't bring me any luck 
   Sometimes I wonder 
   Why I was put on this earth 
   Like what my purpose is here 
   and why I am feeling so hurt 
   My life really sucks 
   And I try to fool myself 
   Into thinking it doesn't 
   When in reality 
   I have nothing 
   I feel like I am standing in the rain 
   Crying in pain 
   Thinking of everybody in vein 
   I'm similar to 
   Short term memory 
   I meet people 
   But they never remember me 
   This is not what I want 
   I need structure 
   I need to start building my life 
   Or I will find it hard to survive 
   I can't continue 
   staying at home 
   Relying on people 
   To give me something 
   I realize 
   That I have to get out and get it 
   I feel like I try so hard 
   But people only make my life harder 
   It's like I'll never win 
   So I light up a circle of candles 
   And sit in the center 
   Telling myself 
   That I can be a winner 
   I hate the position 
   That I am in right now 
   But eventually things will get better 
   and I won't have to frown 
   But until then 
   I'll sit and wait 
   Until I can get back on my feet 
   And set everything straight 
   
   
   
   Who are you? 
    “Who are you?” Time asked me with a sigh,And my family tree echoed with a loud cry!I felt sick to my stomach and I felt blue…I answered as I trembled: “I wish I knew.”Then Time entered through my back doorsBarged on my uneven creaking floorboards,And Time uncovered my many regretsWhich exceeded my accumulated debts.Have I disappointed Time’s perfection?My rhythm & rhyme lacked -The Golden Section-The essence for Time’s balanced growth,And this is Time’s truth and solemn oath.Logic and emotion are Time’s key measuresNeeded to discover Time’s hidden treasures,Like Bach’s first-rate compositionsOr Mozart’s divine musical intuitions.Mozart genius haunted Salieri,I wish I were Antonio Salieri…At least Salieri crossed path with a genius.And Salieri tried to be Mozart like, bold grace and ingeniousIs it not the journey that counts? I was once told,Instead of stagnant dollar amounts mouldy and coldAmassed in my secret bank vault?That caused my spirit to die by default…And the thorn in my flesh etc… and suddenly Time,My Time stopped and ended my rhythm and rhyme.Would I be remembered after I am gone?“No!” Echoed the valley down below, “No one…And may God find mercy and honour your short poetic run,After you’re laid down beyond the light’s reach from the Sun.” 
   
   
   
   Coming Soon! 
    I just got to school and all i see is the stares, looking at me like im differant, im not. I keep looking for you, for your smile, god and your body, i just want to lay next to you, i can feel your body.. inching its way on topp of me.. looking in my eyes, whispering "you're so sexy"  
   Where were you? 
   Lies 
   
   
   Publication Date: May 18th 2015 https://www.bookrix.com/-do548bec7c3ff45