Routined us humans walk around,
With expectations of this short rushed life.
Our faces painted with pain and hurt,
As we try to hold back our emotions.
Our eyes flash uncertainty,
Our breathe is filled with hate,
Our bodies move willingly to our brains command.
But we are creative beings,
Independent,
Strong,
Passionate.
We are the dim light in this dark world.
We are the ones who make our own paths,
Achieve our own goals,
Listen to our own hearts.
We take risks,
We learn from failure,
And we grow.
We are the creatures that shoot for the stars,
Admire possibilities,
And love the sound of laughter.
We don’t just sit on planet Earth,
We become inspired,
And we make a change.
We are what you would call great.
About the Creator
Courtney Erin
My life in a nutshell: small town living, my fiancé, music, God, and an obsession with poetry...literally obsessed
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