Pickpocketing Gone WrongNothing left to say
Only time will tell how things will go If the broken memories will ever mend or find Another place to call home Is it wrong to feel so unsure My heart cannot seem to make its mind up Sadly it is becoming like a revolving door Give me what you owe me Better yet keep it I don't want it anymore Expressing to you how I feel has never gotten me far If I don't give you the keys you cannot expect the car to start Foolish minds seem to never grow old It kind of sucks for you because your story will go untold |
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Are things what we make them??
Take a seat and relax, you have just entered into the zone I like to call "Island Dreamz". This is a place where we are working on getting to (i.e. hopes for a better life, career, success, etc) frequently but sometimes find it is harder than we expected. Our dreams, hopes, and aspirations can be looked at as if they are mini islands and we are striving to achieve those very things we want.
I've been writing poetry for 13 years now, it is a gift of mine that gives me great joy. In all the years I have written poetry never have I shared any of my work with others, except family/friends. I hope you enjoy getting lost in my world for a little while :)