Another poem, about taking the leap.

Poetry and Song Lyrics.

Like a door marked do not enter or maybe do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars, I have always been kept out or maybe I just didn’t want to go in. DO NOT CROSS… that red ribbon or maybe yellow police tape; what will we find behind it.

This poem is about feeling used and abandoned.

The real rules of society.

Standing in the middle.

It was a start of a story idea but not sure where it will go. If it really goes anywhere.

We are going wrong.

I should of told you earlier.

We are as bad as each other.