Phase after phase of wonder and fascination
So you know, there is ALWAYS a method to every madness
You step in-time to a melody playing in your mind. These
Complex concepts only captivate me farther
How we are all different in action, yet so basic in thought
On and on, we live in patterns we don't even notice ourselves
Lists of Disfunctions and Disorders only grow longer as time ticks by, yet somehow
On ward we live, not knowing anything different
Grand, isn't it?
Your every thought, mapped out and explained
YOU ARE READING
The Poetry of Amateurs
PoetryJust some amateur poetry I wrote. There are different forms/structures for each one. I wrote this for a class assignment (Warning: Mention of Depression and Eating Disorders in one piece)
