The world is full
Of beautiful things
Yet we walk this earth
With our eyes closed
We miss the beauty that
Surrounds us
In everyday things
For what?
To do well at school
Society teaches
That our dreams
Should be jobs
When really our dreams
Should be to travel
To see things
That cannot be unseen
To live our life
How we want
To do the things
That we want
We work so that we can live
But is it really living?
We do the same things everyday
How is that living?
I will tell you a secret
It's not
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A Collection of Home Made Poems
PoetryIt is exactly what it says on the tin. A collection of poems that I have written.
