Casey Newcomb
Updated: Mon, 5 Feb 2018 08:38 pm
Biography
Creativity is key! Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. -William Shakespeare
Samples
The Unspoken From the words I spill and the tears I shed, I think I'd rather be dead. Everyone talks about being happy and I'm sitting here looking at he the sky asking God why? Why me do you choose to be the broken one that is always the black sheep hiding under the sheets, trying not to be seen. I pray for my soul to keep every night laying there in despair, wishing my life would change, so many sleepless nights wondering, how I'm going to survive when all I do is thrive. when I pick up my pencil my mind becomes a stencil, It leads me to UNSPOKEN words but all I hear is voices telling me to make bad choices. the pressure is rough me sitting here thinking I'm tough, out of sight when you cry at night so nobody sees your weaknesses, my heart has broken into pieces when you know your falling in the crack and nobody has your back. - Casey Newcomb
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