If your life where a book,
would you read it?
If your life where a song,
would you listen?
If your life where a poem,
would it be depressing or joiess?
Would they be writen in a text message a (word) font or old inglish with a fountian pen to add character.
Maybe we should stop concentrateing on the shalow ways of the american public and worry more about the feelings and emotions under and within the shalow minds who created these thaughts..
Stand out in a croud of look-alikes (posers) make yourself known; and please for the sake of our future Be somebody
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem