please, talk to me about dad rock.
I have a hard time with rhyming and making the words flow with each other. There are a lot of words that I love and want to put in my writing, but I can never tell if they fit well or stick out. So any feedback on that would be great :)
Written By: Phoebe L
March 5, 2015
Up until high school
I lived in a fishbowl
Its glossy surface reflecting
a goofy, clueless face back to me.
It wasn't until reality
sunk its sleazy realiteeth
Into the solid crystal bubble
I used to call my home.
My shell sank to the bottom of the ocean
and I found out these creamy halcyon seas
aren't all they're cracked up to be.
Schools of prismatic fish
with beautiful fins and interesting tales
Swim through the channels with ease
while I d
I found out that floating solo
is all fun and games
until you come up for air
and there are no lifesavers
Starting high school was rough for me, which is what this is about. Any feedback is appreciated :)