It's never black and white,
The truth is somewhere in between.
Everyone has a voice,
And they must be heard.
The shouting,
The screaming,
It overshadows it all.
But the truth,
Will slowly sprout up from the ground,
And find a way to be heard,
To make itself known.
G.E.H.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
My poetry Book
PoetryThis is filled with poems I made to entertain people. They are meant to be inspiring. Please do not take any of them, I worked hard on it. I am horrible at descriptions, but I guarantee that the poems are good.
