..i draw too.. - chaney pugh
I knew a boy who liked to draw,
He drew pictures that nobody saw,
He was most artistic late at night,
In the bathroom out of sight,
He kept a secret no one knew.
His drawings were different, no paper or pen,
But needed a bandage now and again.
We stood by the river under the stars,
He rolled up his sleeves and showed me his scars.
He felt embarassed and looked down at his shoe.
Than I rolled up my sleeves and whispered "I draw too"
YOU ARE READING
a random anthology.
Short Storya collection of short stories of all genres and poems- some are written by me and others are not. this is a random selection. enjoy :))
