Poems About the Environment

When falls approaches, I feel the wind blowing blistfully on my face. The colorful leaves fall so gently from the trees.
I'm going to spread my wings someday I'm going to stop apologizing for wanting a life of my own 
At 10, I thought I was big, And tall. At 11, I had a crush on my best friend.
i don't like the alchohol  it messes with my head  instead i'll chat with demons that reside under my bed 
I started out on my own. I was influenced and followed. It was fun and had great times.
Why do you scowl at the thought of me, But bolt in the other direction when you see me?
IT WAS LATE NIGHT, I WAS GOING TO MY HOMESITE. THE ROAD WAS DARK ,
Today I stand tall, like a statue Everyone with their eyes gazing towards me
Today I stand tall, like a statue Everyone with their eyes gazing towards me
Embrionic shell sheltered. Roots run deeply shoots spring forth  to the light of 

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