Life is so grand
When you hold my hand
Life is tough
When living in a trunk
I might not make sense
But it's not just a mess
This is my mind
Not a random rhyme
So why do judge
When you're not the sun
You aren't important
But you are in discordant
This is a poem
I'll low hum
For it is my mind
Not just a random rhyme
I don't care if you judge
You're not the sun
I am my own me
So you can leave me be
(July 16, 2023)
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It's Ok to Cry, No One Here Will Judge
PoetryA book filled with poems written by me, (J. Eclipse). I hope you like some of them. They are usually written when I feel down or blue. Maybe you can relate to one or two.
