The truth is
I do this
So I can be different
Not like the rest
Not either the best
I like what I do and I get shit
But what I do I think is lit
Follow your dreams
Let your heart gleam
Do what you're good at
Don't listen to them like a rat
Do what you love
Fly above the low like a dove
Don't get crushed by the lies
Soar high in the sky's
Listen to your heart not your mind
You'll be able too see no longer blind
YOU ARE READING
Skarlet Love
PoetryAn enthralling set of poems tormenting your heart and mind pulling you in for love Then pushing you back with hate
