All I can  remember,

My life full of amber.

Not a aim not a goal

Been lost before but who hasn't?

No amount in life but who's counting?

In the sequence of suspense

All hell loose, my heart is condensed

Why am I so ashamed of me?

My works and my props are me

Never can stand the public to speak

My tears mounting up to it's peak

Old fashioned they call me but not an antique.

Invaluable they say with pimples I'm a freak

I can't lose to these kids

Or their tricks

I know the pain

The screams, the shame

Trying to love but all in vain.

Hey loves, if you can relate to anyone of the poems feel free to message me👍💓😊