hey name's le'anna johnson, i'm new here so please comment my poems |
I'm standing in the middle of this street
Wondering why am I here, is there someone to meet...
I'm sitting here staring at a blank page
Contemplating on the years of my age...
When I look at you [look back and smile]
When I hold your hand [grip it tightly...
The walls are closing in on me, I don't know what...
It feels as if I'm all alone, and nowhere can I...
This poem may not always rhyme
But it seems as though I have some time...
Sometimes when you try so hard to avoid being something you're not, you end up becoming exactly what you try to avoid. And maybe sometimes you won't realize it until someone who cares for you comes and lets you know. |
Basically, people do what they want to do, or they do what they think they have to do. sometimes people think what they want to do is what they have to do so they end up doing what they want to do in the end. |
Life is not about where you go, it's about how you get to where you dream to be. if you work hard and stay on the right path then you will find yourself in bliss. |