Poems from poetrypower544
This poem is for no one
You cant hear me scream
Look at the people living all my dreams
Way to much anguish and doubt
Without a doubt
I...
I’m here to speak my mind.
Poor oiled clock, I’m on my grind.
Perhaps that’s why, I’m never on time.
Look at the world.
How can one’s...
Why do I a waste my time with such a perilous fight?
Hoping, scheming, and dreaming with all my might.
It must be because I think I can...