Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I don't speak often, When I do I don't speak up, But that can change. Two colors rule my mind, A blue hue, A red fool. That doesn't me I'll fight, It certainly doesn't mean I'll lay down to die.
0
May 3, 2025
May 3, 2025 at 3:05 PM UTC
The Brash And Uncertain
I don't speak often, When I do I don't speak up, But that can change. Two colors rule my mind, A blue hue, A red fool. That doesn't me I'll fight, It certainly doesn't mean I'll lay down to die.
AbbottJHardison
Written by
15/M/Rochester NY
May 3, 2025
May 3, 2025 at 3:05 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem