Poerty
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Moon turns to meet
the sun when the
sky turns dark at
night to begin to
Change of power in the sky
of the moon that looks
like a big eye out of space.
The walk that made
my face shack with
happy in the eyes
of children playing
to gather with Joy
for the furture to
come.
Lost I am,
Deep within the wounds,
Wounds of situations I wish would end soon,
Lost I am,
Confused and hopeless,
Struggling to find myself in world of "nope-ness"
Lost I am,
I painted a life sized mural in my room. Of a lost soul. I made my own paint it was bright red with specks of brown. I don't care about how The cow jumped over the moon, if ball is really life or why the chicken crossed the road.
In his eyes I am
the earth
the sun
the moon
In his eyes I am
his present
his future
his everything
In his eyes I am
perfection
a trophy
the one
But in my eyes
Love is everything
in science love is reproduction
in poerty love is tragedy
in movies love is fate
in childhood love is grotesque
in war love is scarce
in time love is stronger
This is not a love story,
the same old boy meets girls gets boring,
and the cliche of the shy and timid
getting their true love gets too vivd,
in this journey, it's starts with me,
I'm always the type of girl,
whose not scared going out without make-up,
doesn't care if my hair is a mess,
or what others think of me
i know I'm different but who wants to be ordinary,
The first pages seemed so good,
my heart was warm from a feeling so new,
a different smile,
time became worthwhile,
number one on my speed dial,
Writing
Freedom of Mind and Soul
Without it
I am caged
I am silent
I am nothing
With it
I have power
I have strength
I have leverage
I have Life
