Happy times

The sun is setting
But I don't want to leave
Cause today Is the day
That they have to leave
So I prolong the fun
As much as I can
I play chase
I eat
I have fun with my family
On this wonderful sandy beach
But to my dismay the day is up
And its time for my brother and sister to go
But I will forever remember this day and the wonderful sunset that presented itself
On this fun and happy day

paper right

The sheets of paper all around

i wish they would leave me 

so that i wont be haunted by the dreams of yesterday

but instead i am plagued 

plagued by the ink and paper that will forever surround me 

And the thing that roams my room 

forever whining about the bloody smell that accompanies the ink

but i will forver write my dreams and thoughts on paper

and my stories will forever plague me 

but in the long run my stories will be covered in dust 

to never be read 

and to never have the bloody smell accompany them to there new home 

i will forever have this smell

and write my stories on millions of pages 

even if the ghosts plague me 

for killing there friend 

or disregarding them 

i will continue on in my dilusional paper right

the sun

Why
Why do i have to wait in the shadows for morning to come
even if i have fun
or i am playing
i always wait for the sun to come up
even if i cant come out of the shadows
i will forever wait for the morning to come
even if i cant step out in the sun to play or run
i will forever stay in the shadows
to watch the sun come up