This is a poem about the problems we face in the world and that we can be the change.
I sit on the worn yellow bus with music blasting. Surrounded by those, paper masks. With terribly drawn smiles on each one. I sit in a void of hate and sorrow everyday alone. Hoping that one day it w...
This is a poem about the problems we face in the world and that we can be the change.
I sit on the worn yellow bus with music blasting. Surrounded by those, paper masks. With terribly drawn smiles on each one. I sit in a void of hate and sorrow everyday alone. Hoping that one day it w...