No, I know how to feel
From the flock of birds
I chose to be the one
I life for a life of meaning
I live to live and prove I'm living
I live for the purpose of my virtue
I know what I'm to do here
What the point of a meaningless abyss
As I turn the the useless to useful
"What's the point" you say
I tell you life is beautiful
I fly away from the crowd
I choose life and I'm fruitful
The flock catches up to my pace
Too late
YOU ARE READING
The diary I never kept
PoetryOngoing thoughts this book is a collection of my emotions and an autobiography of my life from the most memorable years of my life. Signed Pricilla rose amatory
