Thing I'm expected to love and be are things that don't roam my mind you see
Turning plots round and round turing my life upside down
The priceless thing we cannot share are the ones always in our hair
And now that destiny is calling my eyes are surely bawling
For my world isn't great is still have lives at steak
Like the lives of the friends that I meet and the lives of my neighbors across the street
And the live of the children everywhere
Because people are only in it for the gold, the glory, and god
I'm in it to make others feel happy to make sure they get better
Because if I don't who will?
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my little book of poems
PoetryWhat the title says these are poems I've written and I want to share them this will PROBABLY be updated bi-daily
