A poem on being different.

Somebody needs to start caring about the choices we make and the actions we take. Our choices and actions may seem harmless and directed at nobody in particular, but everybody is paying for it – you, me, everybody…

You go so low.

Your colourful life had shades of grey.

A poem.

Poem.

A vampire’s night of feeding through his eyes.

About one man’s struggle to get back on his feet…

Two wrongs don’t make a right, even though your mind is telling you otherwise.

Was sitting in school one day and this just came to me its a little older but I thought i’d put it up to see what all of you guys thought of it thanks for reading!!!!!