Hum...
Skies colored gray,
Decorate what I see.
Songs playing in the dark,
Make up what is me.
Hum hum,
Under my breath,
I keep saying words,
I keep calling out,
Life's my test.
Pulling at the grass,
Under my hands,
Chewing my lip,
Watching a red leaf land.
Hum hum,
In my eyes,
I have no sound,
I am no sight,
I learn the lies.
Hum hum,
In no man's land,
My voice rings out,
Stop with the pouring sand.
One, two, three,
Que the sound of the drum,
No one else can hear it,
All they hear is my hum.
Walk to run,
My heart skips a beat,
Dare to dream,
Skip my feet.
I don't choose the words,
Or the melody,
Hum hum,
It chooses me...
-Victoria Marie
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Still The Same
PoetryIn the world of ink, I have lost myself. And now for the readers of the land, I have sworn my oath to pledge my words to all. I have now found my place, and this is where I'll stay. So even after all I have been through.... I'm Still The Same. *All...
