I love words
And I hate them
They come easy when I feel
And I feel most the time
So listen when I say
I do no good
When I write my words
No good
But to me
It is a freedom
YOU ARE READING
Drops of Light
PoesíaPoetry. Whatever is under the rainbow, Whatever is in the sea. Whatever is over the clouds, That is what I seek. The unknown. © myaannw on wattpad
