I wrote this a long time ago. It is going to end up in the book of poems I hope to publish sometime soon. I love this poem, it is about not being afraid to be yourself because we are all morons.
We’re all bloodless and blind,
We all have our own kind,
We all have to go on another day,
We all know someone in dismay
So why are people so judgmental?
Why are they so cruel?
Why can’t they seem to see,
They are the same as me?
We all live,
We all love,
We all lose and lie,
But above all,
We try
Copyright, theamazingstaci.blogspot.com 2011
Copyright, theamazingstaci.blogspot.com 2011
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