Loud

It's too loud
Too loud
To listen to the song
It's too loud
And you vowed
To sing it all life long

It's too loud
I won't doubt
I'll listen to that song
The hot and colder heat
Is burning
Returning
My footprints to the beach

...It's... too
Crowded
I'm shrouded
In Summer, Autumn pace
Eyes clouded
And powdered
Impress a stranger's face
The thrill of
The danger
The seafront
The seashore
Waterfronted memories
Remind me of before

It's quiet
I liked it
When everyone was here
Can't please
Everyone
The sadness spreads some cheer
No people
I don't know
To be some passers by

Don't I want it, the lonely?
If not, than I'll ask: why?

Pastel Poem Song Thing

Webbity,

You thought the world was made of pastels,
But now you've grown out of that phase.
Used to think that you could fly- -
Now you can't bye, buy- - - -
You could do with some magic right now.
See the double arched rainbow,
But girls like you need the the pot of gold.
Thought you'd be a superstar,
But now you're busking; your guitar and
Run, beg from house to home,
If only you had known.

Byetty,
By Bronwyn

And that song I liked - - Lone Wolf, Alexa Mullins (the writer, 13 years old), has recorded an AMAZING version! Check it out!

Heal Me (Song Thing)

Hi, again.

Song/poem time!
Heal me better 'cause you see the cuts.
Find your reason with no 'ifs' or 'buts'.
Stop me bleeding with your medicine.
Fix me up and then tuck me in.