Poems from Heather The Tired Writer
Heyyy there~ I'm Heather. I'm tired. I'm still a minor (so to ~those~ accounts, leave me out of it please). And life is confusing.
I am an amateur writer who mainly focuses on writing original stories, but I occasionally do some fanfiction and poetry. Aside from that, I am also a crappy artist, piano player, music student, and programmer. I also am a really big anime, musical, and animation in general nerd. The complete list of fandoms is waaay too long, so drop me a dm and ask if I enjoy the same thing you do (chances are, I do.)
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With Love,
~Heather
What would you say to someone afraid
Asking for a friend, not me
What they if were afraid of losing
Scaring of losing people she is
What...
Wake me up at twelve o'clock
I know you have reason to cry
But it left me in a shock
I hardly see this side of you
I thought it was...
She sat at the easel
Wiping her tears
She picked up her brush
Trying to forget her fears
She winced as she moved
Winced when to the canvas...
Step up to the mic
Testing one, two, three
Center stage everyone
Wait, but there are no people to see
All of a sudden a voice is heard
“...
The beautiful teacup sits on the window ceil, catching everyone’s eye.
Her beautiful painted face, is all they need to see
To them she...