prim : Writing

make me a deal

make me a deal

A Poem by prim


who i am, way down heremust seem petty from up therewho am i, why'd he gosomeone somewhere surely knowsin that land can i be free,or will i still face..
Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by prim


i've left the past behind, and this is VERY brief description of how i did it
False identities

False identities

A Poem by prim


How can you expect me to be strongWhen my foundation is crumbling?How can you expect me to keep fightingWhen i am not a warrior?Why do i put on this m..
lack of a sidekick

lack of a sidekick

A Poem by prim


a friend betrayed me....and this is just me venting a little leftover emotion
Brown Eyes

Brown Eyes

A Poem by prim


When i looked into those eyes...I didn't know what was to comeI was clueless about the futureAnd thought we'd never be doneWhen i looked into those ey..
To feel the sun....

To feel the sun....

A Poem by prim


I am tired of my life being controlled by people i don't even agree with, and want to be free of people telling me who to be.
Pie

Pie

A Poem by prim


I love Doctor Seuss, so i tried to imitate his writing style in this random little poem. I'm also trying to add more variety in my writing, seeing as..
Looking back on the world...

Looking back on the world...

A Poem by prim


Looking back now i know that things aren't nearly as bad as they could have been, but I'm still thankful for every day. Enjoy.
Life in general

Life in general

A Story by prim


Why do people have to change?I mean, sometimes change is a good thing, right?Especially considering the person I was last year (pre-change). To put th..
Thoughts

Thoughts

A Poem by prim


Today, I ate a bowl of oatmeal.It was good, in a average sort of way.I hate my life.