We're all completely different, and that doesn't mean to let our dreams go.
I mean, who knows what humanity could do to us soon.
Weather it be a hurricane, a flood, or a tornado.
Or as if it is so.
Humanity can go nuts within an action, spreading like a virus.
Who knows what humanity can do to us.
Being different is what the world wanted us to be.
Because every life would be boring, you see.
Different can be a hard job, but then later you'll know what it's like to be free.
So really, how hard could be being different be?
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Poems From The Mind
PoesíaThese are poems I write. I may throw in a quote or two, or an authors note, but some will be poems. And possibly most of them for @-SebastianMichaelis- .... Yeah. Well, enjoy!
