A poet, writer, and health enthusiast. I like to take a scientific look at normal life experiences.
As I sat in my bed My mind faded to another place A place that I knew so little about It is often looked upon in disgrace
By Tina S5 years ago in Poets
Why does our world revolve around looks Why does it not revolve around sounds Why does it not revolve around smells They say it’s because we’re wired like that
The world is ignited Like a forgotten cigar The skies are orange We can’t continue the way we are Our air is smoking
If the stars went hiding Where would we go Would we stay the same In a night with no glow If the sun was stubborn
