I can’t turn a blind eye to this anymore.

I never found what I was looking for.

You wish that things had stayed the same.

A poem on the truth about love.

I heard in a song once “I’m not gonna spend my life being a color” but isn’t that what separates us from dogs, their colorblind. Clear Conscious… I spend most of my life being invisible, it is how I survive but is that what I want.

This poem is about how friends can be either for good or bad….

Damage results, when being overly concerned about "self."

No trust.

This is a poem about finding soul mates.

Sumthin that people dont know abt love.