Poems from othompson10
I hear the battle cry
Sounding
In the distance.
Or is it
The crying
Of the
Solider
Marching to
Their death.
Do they see
It coming
Do they...
I started
as a seed
small and strong
I was planted
watered
and given sunlight
but I was planted
later than usual
A few months later...
Society trying
to mislead me
Make me something
I’m not
Or are they
Trying to rip
The veil
In front
of my
blind eyes
To reveal
What I have...
Sometimes queit,
Sometimes loud .
My melody
from inside,
plays on
and on.
When it stops,
is the day
I die.
But I hope
you are by
my...
Why can’t you see
and like me for me?
Why can’t my peers
be friends instead of fears
I’d rather have them cheer
then have them see me...