Katie Ruby · Oct 25, 2009
Not Always What They Seem

What is percieved as
the simplest man,
Could be a man so complex.

The most fit beast in the wild,
so strong, so protected,
could be the most sick.

What is a dull forest,
Can turn quickly
Into; a child's nightmare.

Darkness is friendly,
Until you go out,
And see it for yourself.

What may seem like the coldest winter,
May be a warm day,
to those with smiles.

The wolf's howling,
can scare away,
or invite home.

Why can't things just be simple?

 
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