What’s the plan big Man?
Alone I journey familiar streets
The birds see me, the trees know me well
I tried to put sunglasses on
I hate walking by myself
Loneliness is all around
But I’m never by myself
The sun is always shining,even
when it’s hiding
Who needs a reason to frown?
The seasons are due to change
Any day now
Just waiting for the leaves to fall
Thanks to The Sun
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Dropajewel is a creative who lives in Baltimore, Maryland.
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