The wind blows cold on my face
Makes me think of how I was bullied because of my race
The wind as cold as them
Wind being as thin as my hems
The moons shines from above
Catching the light from the stars
Snow falls on the ground
Color as white as a dove
Tonight it blows in the wind
Fast as cars
Glistening as bright as the stars
Tonight the children sing
As they dance in white around the ring
The adults curse and cuss away
And the wind makes their bodies sway
We are all either or not
Laughing, dancing, or talking with stomach knots
But then there's me
Behind the trees
Who just lucky enough to be here
Tonight
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My Poems
PoetryThis is a book full of my poems I made. Warning: some poems will contain stuff about depression, suicide, and stuff like that. Not all will be like that though just most I guess I wrote this during one of the darkest stages of my life so far now tha...
