Would you care if i bother your ear for a bit? I have some things i'd like to get off my chest. If not, pull up a chair, come and sit. If so, move along like the rest. My thoughts, my feelings all locked away, waiting to tear me apart. So little time and so much to say, these things that sit on my heart. Well first i'd like to thank you my friend, for sitting here in my time of need. Your one of the only people to extend a hand, and it not be out in a reach of greed. My heart cries for this life, my eyes do none. Empathy makes me feel their strife, but my soul was only meant for one. I'm sorry for putting this on your mind, but i have nowhere else to turn. But here i go rambling, wasting time, when there's so much for you to learn. I begin with the story of the artist, he colors in such vivid reds, But each line makes him a carvist, and he thinks he's better off dead. Next we have the shut-in, noone knows why, he has friends but won't come outside. he waits for night the night to cry, while from the drunk him and his sister hide. The cheerleader looked up to by most, but you'll never see her eat too much calorie counting is what she'll boast, and after every meal she'll throw up. The jock the jock, got his life ahead, he's got such a promise no doubt. He doesnt tell he's being forced by his dad, to play sports and train til he passes out. Their pain, their sorrow their secrets, yes there are many more. These aren't the worst but they are some, The others stack up from the floor. Thank you for listening, just a few of the thoughts on my mind. I may be back to bug your ear, but i'll save it for another time.
Thanks Meggy, N00B i wish i could see your emojis , and im not sure what the other guy said, mediac? What that supposed to mean?