here's a bad poem I wrote uwu
I sit by the river,
The flowing water cold and bitter.
The sun shines down upon my head,
So silent it's almost dead (that part may not make sense but whatever)
Not a sound passes through the day,
A happiness that makes children want to play.
On the grass there I lay,
A peaceful song is being played.
Something that won't remain
Is that peaceful song that is being played.
So yay there's that crap. I wrote it during class because why not oh and why not add in a haiku
Small ferns dreaming,
Deep in the forest I stand,
Rustling of leaves
YOU ARE READING
why samehhhh (Random Stuff Too)
Randommy friend said "see you next year" and now I'm dying inside. There's also just a bunch of random stuff on here too, like all the adventures I have with my friends in art class, and all the overdue assignments due five months ago 😂😂 Speaking of ove...
