You're wish is my command,
It just sounds so bland.
What are my thoughts?
Am I not free?
I have to do,
What you foresee?
I'm not a robber,
Or a slave,
I'm just trying,
To be brave.
Just because I am a grave,
Doesn't mean that I can't save.
YOU ARE READING
It's a Long Road Home
PoetryThis is a book of all of my poetry. It is happy and sad, inspirational or boring, it is my life.
