Compilation of my poems!!!

Thinking about fog

I miss the fog here in my town. It was winter. The morning was beautiful, there was fog,few cars but they didn't bother me. No people, kids sleeping comfy in their houses and me in the car looking through the window, admiring the fog.

When will it end?

Bugs through eyes, looking them. Trees falling apart,so the homes can born. So the love can born. So he can born. So she can born. So I can born... I am love. We are love, they are love,but they forget. Amnesia cuddle with their souls and forget it,and became bad, cruel. And became people,not human. The humanity is gentle, lovely, is part of the nature,we are a specie. People are other thing, they are a virus. The virus kill each other and are bad, that's what they are.

Music is my sertraline

Music, with words or not. Is strange how it can change us,is incredible, but some music don't want me to hear it, it makes me mad,but is okay. So much music in the world that can give us the feeling that we are getting better. Better is a warm word. Better.

Music is better,better...

My shoes are dirty

My shoes are dirty,I have some Converse,and they are dirty, I never wash them,it feels more comfortable,like a old plushie,teddy bear are sweet, specially when they're old,you can feel the love that they save for you. It's the same with my shoes,they are always there for me, they're like friend....mmmm...it can be a concept, a friend is like a shoe,they are always there for you, even if they are broke,dirty or old. A friend is a friend, a shoe is a shoe.

Cozy n warm

I'm in my grandma's house. It's so nostalgic and comfy. I love her, she's so peaceful and make a delicious food,but also she's active and like sports. She's beautiful,oh like a flower, a lovely flower. The people that I love are flowers to me,so special and gorgeous,so colorful and unique. Nobody looks or is similar to others,we are all different, that's what I like about humanity. My grandma is so human,so good.