Poems from MT inside
One peaceful morning, a sunshine to admire,
Just three little birds sitting on top of a wire.
One was blue and the others were red,
But...
I’ve built as many bridges as I could,
I’ve mended bridges that I now want to break.
Too many friendships that quit halfway through,
Too...
Imagine you’re in a garden,
A garden full of butterflies and moths.
You would feel like the butterflies appeal to you more,
You lie down...
I love them,
But I slowly fear,
That even if I’d like to have them feel the same way,
That I’d be their worst mistake.
I want to hold them...
Have you ever heard of the term,
‘You have to burn some bridges to make some’?
Well, imagine your life is like a game.
You are isolated...