We all sit, like lions, waiting in our dens
We are a rooster amongst a crowd of talking hens
Pondering life, awaiting the next day,
Troubled minds, on the ground emotions lay
We await the paper that determines our worth
We have been fed instructions that we have swollen since birth,
Too scared to be different,
Too scared to make a change,
Too scared to be true,
That's all I can say,
The rest is up to you
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Yellow Poems For Yellow Days
PoetryYellow is a colour truly felt and lived through words. A collection of poems. A collections of emotions. A collection of me. Amateur poems from a Amateur Person |#295 in Poetry - February.24.2017| |#356 in Poetry - February.22.2017| |Cover by @inf...
