Poems from Roz
Heart thrums wildly,
To the beat of the music.
Fingers thump loudly,
Dancing to the drums.
Feet tap noiselessly,
To the rhythm in the...
Drifting through a subconscious mind
voices...
So focused on blending in
to those around you
that you never show
your own colors.
So focused on fitting
into the crowd
that you never...