I knew a boy who liked to draw
He drew picture that nobody saw
He was most artistic late at night
In the bathroom out of sight
He kept a secret that know one knew
He didnt tell a soul as his gallery grew
His drawings were different; no paper or pen
But he needed a bandage now and again
We stood by the river under the stars
As he rolled his sleeves and showed me his scars
He was embarrassed and looked down at his shoe
Then i rolled up my sleeves and whispered
'I draw to'

Question

I knew a boy who liked to draw
He drew picture that nobody saw
He was most artistic late at night
In the bathroom out of sight
He kept a secret that know one knew
He didnt tell a soul as his gallery grew
His drawings were different; no paper or pen
But he needed a bandage now and again
We stood by the river under the stars
As he rolled his sleeves and showed me his scars
He was embarrassed and looked down at his shoe
Then i rolled up my sleeves and whispered 
                        'I draw to'

anonymous · Answer

This is really good :) I like it

anonymous · Answer

thanks... i found this in my journal a while back

anonymous · Answer

Do you have more like this?

anonymous · Answer

i do actually.. would you like some?

anonymous · Answer

yes i would :)

anonymous · Answer

Sure :)

demonickittenlover · Answer

wow this is amazing! very well written and deep

anonymous · Answer

thanks:D