Poems from Taylorpyle
Why do we fight?
What do we achieve?
Is this what we want...
People do not see what is in front of them
Whether it is good or it is bad
Because they do not see themselves
Therefore it makes them sad...
I've learned how to speak and to stand on my own two feetI've grown to believe in the unseen and have hope in all, not just meI look up to...
As I drive, I suddenly feel the needMy windows half downHands blowing in the breeze
I pull up, stop, and hand them my moneyI grab my death...
Personally I believe
That there can be happy endings
Based more off what we love
And not how much we are spending
And not who we spend...