Writing in Times New Roman
Trying to capture the angst of life,
With all the hatred and strife
Writing in Times New Roman
Everyone these days has something to be sad about
Everyone these days has something to cry about
But I am writing in Times New Roman
With my stepmother talking bad about my mother again,
She won’t stop although it’s a quarter to ten.
Still writing in Times New Roman
On the outside I am happy almost always
always skipping down hallways
Writing in Times New Roman
But on the inside I am confused …
Why does Dad just sit there and let it happen?
Why does she hate me so much?
Why does Dad seem relaxed when she’s gone?
That’s why I write in Times New Roman
I sit at the computer for hours typing out the life of me
It’s my way of relieving stress
Typing in Times New Roman
I talk to people daily about their problems
To see if I can offer advice
Times New roman
I enjoy life
I have to
If I didn’t,

If I didn’t

I don’t think there would be a point to it.
I write in Times New Roman to show myself the truth.
I don’t like fancy fonts, they hide the truth.
In a world full of deceptions and untruths,
I have to prove to myself that I know something is true
The truth is blunt, and so is Times New Roman
That’s why I write in Times New Roman.