I'm always playing
I'm always saying the sayings
I'm always learning the way ins
And never laying my head down on a pillow
My armadillo will hang around
And I get back in my shell
Whenever people scream and shout
The noise
The loud
The truth
The fear of you
The fear of us
And memories
Never could I render these
Moments powerless over powered
By cowardice
I couldn't even tell you all the things I thought
You'd lock me up in the asylum for the things I've wrought
Into existence
I'm tripping over myself
And I am bad for my health
I got papers I haven't shredded
Because of the one that read it
Ooh
It could've been healed
But me
I just haven't let it
YOU ARE READING
Colorful Cacophony
PoetryI love NoNameGypsy and Jackie Hill Perry. Poetic style with the slight peppering of innocence giving it that flavor I don't hear much. These poems are inspired by them. Love y'all.
