What Am I? I come in different colors I am misunderstood I have a myth about me I am most of what shelters are full of People misuse me
By Lacy Bortz6 years ago in Poets
Hello. Please don’t get freaked out by my energy, I just get excited at the thought of when I see you cause of my chance for a new home, I have never had one
To have something you have wanted but it slips away, right out of your hands. To watch him take those last steps as he rides off into the dark to never return.