Empty people
Empty heads
Empty homes
And empty beds
Empty minds full of air
Empty people who do not care
With no dreams to look and find
But empty cash from empty greed
An empty world
With empty faces
Empty objects
And empty places
An empty sphere full of dought
No love or dreams to look about
We follow rich powered by greed
To force us to bye things we do not need
Maybe if instead ,dreamers we follow
They could make this world just a little less hollow.
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Inside The Dreams Of A Dreamer
PoetryHere is some of my inner thoughts and feelings .how to love, hate ,feel left out,yet in the middle of everyone's problems. How I care to much and some of my creatures and loves . in short here are my dreams
