There are so many stories I'll never tell
Upon this it is easy to dwell
If I spoke every word in my lungs
Even then I'd never relieve this pressure of things unsung
I don't have many chances to hold captive ears
So I will use this soap box to inspire my peers
I hope my poems evoke hope, warmth, love of the world
Wings to embrace the gift of existence unfurled
I love humanity, I can't help that I do
So I will do my best to give back to all of you
I know my limitations, I know them through and through
I can't tell all my stories, but at least I can tell a few
[my work is enough.]
YOU ARE READING
dear world...
Poetryeverything i've ever wanted to say to the people i have the wonderful opportunity to share this earth with. thank you guys for existing.
