Thoughts & Needs
My days have been full of
Mystery.
Mostly because of my past
History.
I feel like I'm always in enclosed
Spaces.
Mainly because people are my different,
Cases.
I want to be normal forever and
Free.
But at times, I'm anormal, vulnerable and stiff,
As a Tree
God, be there & help my soul.
Because right now, I don't know why its so cold!
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.