Poems from Simply Me
Justice.
Where was it?
A 17 year old boy got shot,
And his killer is free?
Justice.
What about his family?
Their son was killed,
How...
You are nothing.
Why do you even try?
No one likes you.
They just pity you.
Some of the words that I have said to myself
Everyday....
Poetry is a form of expression.
Creativity using only words.
Poetry is the way words are arranged,
And the passion behind those words.
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