Life is a road Everyone must take People come and go But they leave in different ways. Love is a river

Years, ticking by Ticking by By-and-by On their way To age me still

A steaming kettle About to explode A moment passes by A high shriek Pierces the air

Poems, poems, are everywhere On the ground and in your hair 'Cause that’s true, there’s some t… Use on up and I won’t care Read them out; don’t despair

Today Is a cloudy day No. It really is. I promise.

Why? Why must everyone write with woe? Why do they? Why do you think of dark? Why do people cry?

The darkness eases it’s way Seeps Into my soul Willing itself To go

I’m in the dark. You leave me out of everything. How am I supposed to know anythin… I’m not. But you ask anyways.

A drip, A drop A flip, A flop A tick, A tock On the door A clip[, A clop

It’s a magical thing A pencil A thing you use Every day And take it

I’m on the diving board Looking in the water I will not give up I will not falter Still looking down

Pedal, pedal, hard up the hill My bike’s wheels groaning With the effort Switch gears Click, click

Chiming Rhyming In a tone Beats Raps