User talk:UBX/Twinkle

My thoughts in a poem,

I feel like I overthink Like thoughts can go over a brink Just trying to be careful with the cards that I have drawn Trying to make work with all the fun, and it's passed dawn My name is the same, I have a wild imagination that comes from my art and creative side You see when they try to take this from me I resort to logic and I try to hide There are two sides to the brain and that's a fact I look in the mirror I'm the only one I see looking back My memories are mine and I verbally share from time to time I also like to sit back drink a coffee and write a rhyme I'm a kid at heart but always felt judged and "under-fire" When will the problems start to retire I am not the only one with issues (There are more than national geographic, lol :\ ) Humor can be mixed with tissues These are my personal expressions, to me they are fact It's apparently not my problem, but I don't wanna sit back We say there are things that humans lack If we are all patient, and waiting, almost in stasis (I personal find home where the base is) Then there is ony what a place is We are numbered and forced to confine I thought freedom of thought was not a crime I express for I feel, I think, I don't know All I know is where I want to go Home is where the heart is Where sometimes I feel cast out, left out, passed out This is me 100% I don't "wanna" give up the good times spent I see illusions, and disillusions I see problems, with little solutions There is a fire burning in my soul Some people think it's out of control Fight fire with fire, might just bring holes Maybe there are elements just beyond our control We all seek power but with that remember the key "With great power comes great responsibility" -Anonymous