My innards felt compressed
Mind's garden was a mess
Heart beat quickly as I stressed
A ten-year-old's grave depress
I built a world on-screen
Minecraft on Xbox set the scene
My classwork confusing and I deemed
I didn't need to know those trivial things
All day spent
Controller in grubby hands
Creating a picture-perfect land
My reality was bland
I manifested a place I could stand
My mind formulated blocks
Hair unwashed and knotted in locks
Time non-existent ticking on the clocks
Chocolate powdered milk the taste of chalk
My eyes were small
My mind was all
I wasn't tall
Until the fall
Learning meant nothing
I felt none but a weird something
Given the choice of schooling
So it was not what I was doing
Life felt simulated
Computer generated
As if I was the only one alive
Everyone else was dead
My eyes were small
Mind's garden a mess
I was alone and all
A ten-year-old's depress
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My Life Poetically-Dressed
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I wrote about each year of my life. Some years will have more than one poem. I know this platform is mostly for novels and such, but I felt like receiving feedback on my poetry. I hope you can feel heard, seen, and l...
