I Won’t Listen


I won’t listen
To whispers & how you judge
I’m quite adamant in my refusal
I’ll pay no heed to your rude little nudge
You can keep your disciplines
They’re not worthy for me to see
I’ll continue to write how I authentically feel
For I’m the the best at being me


Nights On The Boat


Nights on the boat
Left him the silent scar
Twisting in the wind
Scattered under poignant stars
The sea can gently warp
Even the brawniest of arms
Discipline for his own good
Might be doing a greater harm