I see myself As a better me Not caring about What other People think of me I don't need approval From the way they stare
By Jagdeesh Sokhal6 years ago in Poets
Once it touches Your tongue You cannot get Enough of it It leaves you Wanting more More Give me More
Not quite awake Still my eyes close But I cannot see What I have before me I just don't know If this is all real Or just another reality
Everthing dark desolate and empty Notihing seems to echo back at you Only the sound of birds in the air And your lonely footsteps
