Is the way I think weird Should I hide it from the world Or should I be open and Let it unfurl
Should I say what I think And think about what I say Because everything that comes out my mouth There is a price to pay
These prices are called consequences They can be good or bad They can make me or break me Change my mood from happy to sad
These things I say The choices I make Every single road I take There is a consequence to pay
The way I think is unique For my mind is beautiful Like roses fresh From a flower boutique
I know I haven't wrote a poem in a while I've just been very busy with high school and all I am going to try and write more poems if I can I am going to prove that I am serious about my poetry and I hope everyone likes this one that I wrote and the way I think and how there is consequences for everything you say and do