Sidewalks,
Built to be walked on.
The liquid concrete eventual hardened and now is a sold plate of materials
Throught time
People have walked there,
Riden bikes and skateboards.
The concrete cracked, leaving obstacles in people's way.
That doesn't stop them though.
Littering and being reckless
Made the sidewalk deteriorate.
I know too many people that are like sidewalks.
Letting people walk and run all over them till they crack.
Sad part is,
I am that person.
I let them walk all over me,
Watching me crumble beneath their feet.
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My Poetry
PoetryMost of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :] (Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)
