I remember when i used to write poetry in that notepad,
I used to write about love, life and things i never had.
It was amazing, the feelings i could put into letters,
But i was scared of everyone and thought they were my betters.
Then my mind started to change and i lost the ability,
And all that was good left me, even lifes great beauty.
Now whenever i read poems it brings a tear to my eye,
Because now i know that beauty is a lie.
I look upon the world in scorn,
Thus the personality Graves is born.
