My fingertips run their own electricity bill
My stomach has lost its appetite,
Running the risk of being ill.
It's amazing how unpatterned
The bathroom tile looks
When I'm sitting here,
Cutting class with all my books.
I skip them all but art
I like to paint everything away
I create colors to match
Your eyes when you have nothing to say
My stomach has lost its appetite,
Running the risk of being ill.
It's amazing how unpatterned
The bathroom tile looks
When I'm sitting here,
Cutting class with all my books.
I skip them all but art
I like to paint everything away
I create colors to match
Your eyes when you have nothing to say
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
m.s.moore
loosingme
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