I can see you, watching me from a corner
I said nothing, but oh past day and night,
I’m tired, of your cherry picking, parallel,
to wild winter’s spite.
I knew in a nutshell that you deemed me
invisible, heard murmur of voices, rising
like a cloud of ash and smoke.
I can see you, whispering around a corner
I asked nothing but oh past day and night,
I’m tired, of your mudslinging, parallel to,
stars shot down on summer night.
Listen up cause here’s my secret, strength
and dignity are both my clothing. I smile,
and rise above sweet gloom, cause life’s a
roller-coaster, which everyone, has to ride
Believe most valuable things in life cannot
be seen with the naked eye.
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Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads