IN THE MIDST OF ALL CALIBER OF PEOPLE FOUND HE
THOUGHTS ABOUT THE FUTURE DROVE HIM CRAZY
TEARS FROM THY EYES ARE PERIODIC, SHOWING HURTS AND HOW UNEASY LIFE IS THERE
LEARNING TILL HIS HEAD BURST HAD ALWAYS BEING HIS WISH
BUT SADLY FRIENDS COME AROUND LIKE WOLVES TO DEVOUR THAT WISH
QUIETNESS HAD HE WISHED FOR BUT NOISY IS HIS CLASS
AND EXTROVERTS HIS CLASS MATES
GHOSTING HE TOT OF ONE SUNNY DAY BUT SLEEP AS
PERSONIFIED AS A PERSON WALKS IN AND EYEBROWS
FALL AT ITS PRESENCE
SO I ASK YOU, IS THE PERSONA MAKING HEADWAY?
©poetjoelle
P