That one kid : Writing

Dear Old Mr. Sun

Dear Old Mr. Sun

A Poem by That one kid


From your friend, the cloud
What can i do?

What can i do?

A Poem by That one kid


I cannot speak to those close for if i may someone shall surely be hurt.
Slipping Away

Slipping Away

A Poem by That one kid


Slowly, but surely
I used to

I used to

A Poem by That one kid


Ive needed to say this
The Voice

The Voice

A Poem by That one kid


Something i struggle with almost every day
Forgive Me If You Can But Not If You Should

Forgive Me If You Can But Not If You Should

A Poem by That one kid


These thoughts running wild once again through my mortal mind