poems- just my feelings

Poem 4

~peace~

what is it?

can we truly believe in it?

is it really out there?

some believe and have faith that it's among us

others are skeptics

some say it can't be found

me? I can't tell

one day i am completely for it

the next all hope lost

I feel like people are lost

on their feelings and emotions

the brain playing tricks

i also think, everyone is playing to a tune

the tune of someone else

we need to go our own path

blow our own horn

bang our own drum

and beat with our iron strings

we let other control us

and see for us

we get blinded by what they tell us

so really there is no peace

not with wars, debates, and humanity

some try for good, others try to be good

the ones that try, end up taking their path but get people hurt

is this why people have told us to take our path but go back on their word

are we no longer trustworthy?

obviously we are no longer needed in these plans.

but what do you choose?

peace, love, happiness, and your own path?

or hatred, pain, destruction, and their path they set for you?

out future is up to us, we make it right.