I think the best things
Are free
I am naive
But not weak you see
I have pride
But I don't show case it
Like the pricks
Who think their lit
See I listen to 40s
The grace it gives me
If you don't like it,
Leave me be
My music taste differs
It's what make me different from you
A sour mouth
Friend always so blue
My mind changes colors
Somedays it's red
Or black
Or the color of pencil led
I dream of flower beds
In which I lie
And ponder
Who is I
STAI LEGGENDO
The Beauty of Words
PoesiaA book of original poetry and original songs. I will also include thoughts in here because it is always lovely when our voice is heard. I like to right whatever is going through my head and I like sharing it for feedback. Some of the things I write...
