Dedicated to : dolefulness
I'm just another bird
One with the wind
And the spirits of the night .
Looking at my people
Though Broken Tears,
Hoping they're alright.
You're my favorite sin
Scars and all
Sooner or later that inner tigers gonna roar.
As it's had enough,
We're tired coping
Ayo, shawty with the ponytail
It's time to stop doping,
And renew this bluff.
YOU ARE READING
The Hum Of Existence
PoetryThere's not much to tell, Except I Have much to say. And I Will everyday, So I've Learned & managed to express , A little more in a lot Less.
