I am a Bicycle.
People use me all the time! Im very good for nature, good for your health and im well..
Im the thing that people run over.
They run me over, and that hurts. They may have been able to fix me, but did my owner get fixed?
Or did he just not care?
Leaving me alone?All im asking is why.
Why is your phone more important than my life.
JE LEEST
ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ.. (ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴇᴛɪᴄ ʙᴏᴏᴋ)
Poetry★彡[ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ.. ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏᴏ. ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴏʙᴊᴇᴄᴛꜱ, ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟꜱ. ᴡᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ. ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱʏ ᴍᴏɴꜱᴛ...