My Own Truth Poem by Brendan Miller
My Own Truth
I look around each day and see in detail
People's faces and expressions.
Certainly not many people fail
The happiness they show has positive progressions.
When I try to help I only know
That I'm doing the right thing deep down below.
My heart starts to pound and breath gets faster
For the gun to my head shows no laughter.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: confused,uncertainty
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5/2/2024 7:10:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
pull the trigger and then you'll know how wind thru the head will really blow! nice rhymes!