Poetry By Me

Too Small

This house is too small

For my ever growing mind

This town is too simple

For my big city name

This city will never 

Please my dreams

And this county will never

Let me speak free

This city to plain

For my quick witted brain

This monotonous state

It's all just the same

This country to arrogant

To get this message

This continent to different

To ever work as one

Maybe 

Just maybe 

This world is too small

For my dilosanous mind

I dream of much bigger things

Of world in peace

And of equality

Of a world with people

Who generally love one another

A world where even little daydreamers

As myself 

Feel right at home

And don't feel the need

To live in made up fantasies 

L.O.M