People come and go.
City lights still attract.
Slang on everyone's tongue,
and one thing on their minds.
-But I stopped.
Faces are painted like clowns.
Tryers are never successors.
Cheats and lies.
Stains that never fade.
-but I looked up.
Laughs are hushed.
Love is a new pain.
The lord is no longer a rock
And people watch with doubt.
-but I watched with wander.
Boredom comes easily.
Technology is what makes us.
We care not about others
And think nothing more than what's next.
-but I stood quietly.
Rush to gain more time.
Lives drained.
Peace never an option
And rare happiness that is pure.
-but I let the wind rush by.
We throw what we don't want away.
Fake flowers are now desired.
Life's a joke
And mother nature's torment.
-and I thought, at least we can't touch the clouds.
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Behind My Eyes
PoetryA posting of every poem that I've ever written ...in continuation, as I write new things and express myself. Experience everything that lies behind my eyes. I am not very active on this site and only have used it to draw out my talents and express...
