Yay! We finally moved on to non-mushy angsty writing! I'm not sure where the inspiration for this one came from...but for some reason when I read it, I picture being in Econ 1 and an old friend sitting next to me. I think I was mad at my boyfriend and pissy because I was stuck in school.
The color of sadness
Painting my world black
No control over who I am
My world completely stopped
I might as well be damned
Everything I was
You took away from me
My happiness
My heart
You ripped it from my chest
I feel nothing for you
Or anyone else
I am numb...
Art may be dead, but I'm still an artist.
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