Poems from Smallpopa
He looks at himself everyday, on his knees and he starts to pray.
Praying for a good life without struggle, but he always feels like a...
50 meters in, adrenaline starts settling in. Hoping to win the race, preparing myself for what I'm about to face. But, I got to the road of...
I'm just walking, trying to get by.
Irritated by the fact, I don't even try.
Excuses after excuses, what is there left to say.
I'm in the...