I stand in the doorway
Looking into the past
Wondering what the hell happened
Life went by to fast
To understand why I am still here
What is my purpose?
To make myself happy?
To share my experience?
Open my heart to the future
To see I am good enough
For this life
I want to change the world
With just my words and pen
Bring happiness to others
To help them understand
They are not alone in this
Fucked up world.
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Author:
Lefty (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 11th, 2021 21:50
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Comments1
You've penned the same exact feelings most poets want in writing poetry. Great write Lefty. 👍
Thank you so much.
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