Poems from I_am_Poet
Self-pity is a mirror, and I cannot look away
I stare at my reflection; this overgrown mistake
Wishing that my shame would convert to tears...
White ground, white sky, white world
NO, white is not the color I’m looking for
More like…grey…dull, murky grey
Dull grey, dulling my...
When do we plan to "make up" for list time?
Who do we plan to "borrow" time from
If no one owns it?
When do we "have" time for anything
If...