#1
A short piece I wrote when I was in my 'depressed mode' lol. Hope you enjoy it


Dandelion Leaves


Can I be on my own now?
Dunno where to go, it's busy in here
Can't go in the garden, it's too cold outside

The piano here won't keep me company
Looking isolated through icy window panes
Dandelion leaves and rustling trees
Eyes from outside show a grimy house for the insane

The warm air in here is suffocating me
But the wind out there'll freeze my throat
Letting me think alone all day's not a good idea

The piano here won't keep me company
Looking isolated through icy window panes
Dandelion leaves and rustling trees
Eyes from outside show a grimy house for the insane
#3
I really liked the description of each line. The second paragraph is definitely my favorite of this piece.
#4
*insert shallow, ambiguous 'critique' here*

No, really, it's 3am, I'll write you one in the morning, promise
Music is an art form that celebrates potential. So long as you're looking for it, you'll always find it.
#5
Quote by Mr.Pink101
*insert shallow, ambiguous 'critique' here*

No, really, it's 3am, I'll write you one in the morning, promise


Lol thank you

Thanks everyone for the comments.