Sit down my little kid
Gonna tell bout the hit
I got from mother nature
That led me out of danger
When planet Earth is cold
All the great stories are told
And you feel the strange
Your mind is 'bout to change
Just nevermind the thoughts
And all the fired shots
Even though you have no clue
They're still just trying to kill you
Don't forget to check your pressure
When you finaly find the treasure
Of letting go the feels of greed
That's everything you really need
And then life is simple
Really
You just have to try to
Feel it
🌻
YOU ARE READING
Do not read
Poetryi have no idea what i'm doing okay. I'm just a girl from czech republic without any talent whose english sucks, trying to write some shitty poems or whatever..idk basicaly it looks like this: "roses are red, my name is Dave, this poem has no sense...
