True


Illustrate life and tell me everything you come across.
I'm painting up pictures now I didn't come to discuss a loss.
I'm the boss and the worker clocking hours for the money b
ecause we need it to get by and fly high like eagles. Is your life are through? Do you have nice views? Are you still mad blaming issues on a thing you have no idea about. Are you still hurting about an old issue? Why? It's not relevant and it is taking your life every second you think about it. Live. Love. Be free. Love every color. Love every brother. Love every sister. Hold each other responsible. Be mature. Have fun. Life's a blur.

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem