It's never really easy to let go.
And my heartkeeps digging for a little
for a little bit more.
They always tell me to go with the flow.
But that really means to set my
standards low.
My vision getting blurry and really
slow.
Within it all I'm losing constant control.
My mind always in patrol.
So I never forget the protocol.
My emotions really like to stoll.
And that's why I never call.
The lame blow smoke.
I blow wisdom , yeah what a joke.
But really I'm that dope.
I should remember that when I'm
alone.
YOU ARE READING
A collection of poems by OOA
Poetrypurely writing from my heart. Please do not take that for advantage. I'm sharing it so don't steal it.
