Jan 2016
I am different
With the wind in my hair like I just don’t care,
With my own opinions, thoughts and tastes,
The world revolving, evolving around me;
Chaos filling the space words were entitled to.
~ a poem: part 1
With the wind in my hair like I just don’t care,
With my own opinions, thoughts and tastes,
The world revolving, evolving around me;
Chaos filling the space words were entitled to.
~ a poem: part 1
This is an 8 part poem, with a new part added each day. Thanks for reading and feedback is appreciated! x
