This is a poem I just wrote, based on what I feel about what happened recently, in texas. I hope you guys can see how I really feel about this.
For Only
Trapped,
No one to trust,
I sit in the corner,
and cry into my hands.
Yet,
I still find hope,
Things will change,
even with,
no change yet.
I cry for the hope lost,
in this world,
because truely,
we are a world of pain.
For only,
us as a whole,
can we change,
the path we are on.
For only,
us as a whole,
can we change,
this hate-ridden world.