Poems from Kaisai

Me without a filter is a lot of different people. I’m someone else with each new environment. Some are sarcastic, some are analytical,...
They say it doesn't matter. That they can fix things With some pills, or a rope And everything will be okay. “Why keep going?” they say. “...
What am I hiding? Not much, actually. But the question is: From myself, Or from others? I’m not insecure, And I’m comfortable with myself...
I like pieces, And being part of the puzzle. Petting my dog; Scratching his ears, his head, his neck. I like the way the morning air Feels...