Poems About the Environment
There are times I wish it would always be the middle of the night.
Black Girls, you are one with the earth
Black Girls, they like to hit you where it hurts
Yeah, feeling new again but different
Same old & brand new new friends but different
Why am I here?
I don't wanna be here
All this yelling and abuse
All this depression I have been through
I am strong to be a brave women
I am loved by friends and family
I am very expressive about my feeling
When falls approaches, I feel the wind blowing blistfully on my face.
The colorful leaves fall so gently from the trees.