Poems from hotdogs.nice@gmail.com
Shattered is what I am
An angel, fallen, broken from falling off of such a high cloud
From a white soft paradise, I fell so long, crashing...
Five syllables here
Seven more syllables there
Are you happy now?
Why do we fight?
People, always fighting.
We're just one species, in a way, one race,
We're people, humans, homo sapiens and nothing more...
Don't look for me, I'm not one to hide.
Though you think I'm a different person on the inside,
what you see is what is me.
Take me for...
You want to see a mask?
Want to know the curtain I'm hiding behind?
I'm sorry to say, there is none to take away.
Nothing of me to reveal...