The world always has a dysfuntion
Another word lands gumption
Faced with opposition
You show your position
Lot of ups, lot of downs
Your face is painted, sad clown
No one else can be right
There's no end in sight
Should I leave and go
Or am I doing just for show?
'Why don't you just come home'
Why do I have to be the one
To break the silence to say
That I'm sorry to you
When I am the one hurt
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Book of Poems
PoesiaThis is a collection of poems written since 2014 to the present. I have grown in writing. I have wrote about happy innocent things like a frog in Hop!. I have wrote about sinister things like in Sins. There is a mixture of everything, just like me...
