Everybody needs somebody.

It is lovely to feel optimistic.

Sometimes it feels as though the weight of the world is on your shoulders.

What you do to be with who you love…

A poem about stressed, young people and the pressure lying on their shoulders.

Head up high.

You can’t respect anybody who is cruel.

It is apparent when somebody is trying to pull the wool over your eyes.

Disaster strikes when Satan shakes his fist.

Responses are invited.