A bee buzzing around crazily,
moving fast from flower to flower
always moving fast throughout the day
is moves to each flower as if
the flower is the only thing
to make it live.
The bee stays at a place full
a place full of other bees
much the same way
with all moving around
just as bad as the first.
The bee just wishes to be able
to stay away, stay away from
this lifestyle and relax
to relax in a warm place,
surrounded by ones it loves,
much the same way I wish
to get away from school.
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Inner Workings of My Mind
PoetryA bunch of different poems and thought processes I've had and finally have the guts to share. I hope you guys like them. *NOT MY PICTURE.* credit goes to who ever made the awesome picture that I'm using for the cover. I personally found it on Pinter...
