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
