My Poetry

Cut and mix it up

I think I may be in
love

There is no one but
feeling this surreal; It
has to be

Right

I don't get enough sleep
Not as I'd like

I wonder

Night and Day, is this
okay

Maybe I'm cr*zy, I hope
not

Millions like me Every

Gender; Be yourself

Sexuality f*ck what you
want or what you don't

Race; Be purple if
your pleased to be

Nationality; Bless Every

Soul in your country

I can't be alone.

But I guess I'm not

I thought life was boring but I've been
on

A thousand Adventures

Not a foot stepped out
of this god forsaken

State; of being in love
is foreign but not rare

I wish it was real

kind of.