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Murdering Trees in Vain
despite the fact ive been laying down
emotions in lines for most of my life
never have i been too good with words
wasting page after countless page
in hopleless attempts
pathetic excuses
pointless efforts
to say what only my heart can describe
yet i try
running words from my mind
down my bleeding arm
through my clumsy fingers
my emotions and thoughts pour
yet the trees all died in vain
because no matter how much i write
ill never find the words i need
and all of this will be meaningless
thats just the way of things
in this mixed up game
of awful teenage poetry
