There's a truth not many knows
About the wild world while you're asleep:
That the wind slips through your window
To steal the secrets that you keep
And if you don't believe me
Then you're welcome to your doubt
But have you ever stopped and wondered
What it's whispering about
What in the world
Could make a treetop bend and sway
But the weight of all the worlds
That no one ever dared to say
And since you're asleep
Secrets are easy to take
It's no surprise those with the deepest
Are the ones kept wide awake
YOU ARE READING
Poems🥰
PoetryList of things that either I believe or things that go through my head. Never be the best. Be the person who gives it all and doesn't care what others think.
