The earth; a place of death and a place of birth.
It's so beautiful,
With its trees that tower over us like emerald skyscrapers,
its oceans so true and blue,
And the animals of all shapes and sizes.
Such a strange place the world is,
Horrible,
yet magnificent,
Beautiful,
yet hideous,
Totally insane.
Is there really a difference between reality and illusions?
We live as if we are divided,
But really we are one.
We are all different and special in our own way.
This thing called being "normal",
It doesn't exist.
We're all freaks,
Beautiful freaks.
It doesn't matter what country you're from,
What religion you are,
Whether you like men or women,
What you believe,
What you did in the past,
What you'll do in the future.
All that matters is what you do now.
Why can't we just accept ourselves for who we are?
There are lots of changes that need to be made,
Like turning on our headlights at night so we don't run over any animals ( I've seen far too many corpses of animals scattered on the road),
Do something about all the bullying going on at schools ( you think they would have realized that after Columbine),
Stop texting on your cell phones,
Stop staring at your TV,
We're surrounded by beauty!
Go the extra mile to make someone feel better on a really crappy day,
Always love,
Forgive,
NEVER lose hope,
NEVER give in
And NEVER give up.
It is of the utmost importance that you listen to what I have to say;
It may be the only way to save the earth.
No matter how hard I try,
In the end despair and hopelessness still seem to consume me.
I know one day I will defeat them.
NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE.
The sky,
What a wondrous sight;
I could stare at it all day.
From the I describable blue to the rich pink,
Purple,
And gold.
So many things at there to inspire us;
Paintings,
Books,
Music,
People,
And things that happen everyday.
You might be wondering who I am.
I am a daydreamer,
An original,
Irreplaceable,
Indescribable,
Beautiful,
A work of art.
And so are you.
I just don't understand why you can't realize that.
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So you want to hear the story of my life? I was born, I live, and one day I will die.
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@misslittleDHP Thank you so much! That really means a lot to me! I entered this poem in a competition. It didn't win though. Oh well.
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