Often a night
dark and tense...
*this is like the first poems I wrote that doesn't...
Once full of innocence, honesty, and trust...
I asked if I could help,
I even said please...
Where are those kids
who roamed the glazed streets...
Make up and style, fashion and diets
Whats with the world...
The one this she can't live without,
It's her one weakness...
Another day has passed by
But the cloud is still crying...
We all are in way over our heads and need some...
We all have a heart that needs someone to love; we...
AS I SIT UNDER THIS TREE I HIDE MY FACE IN MY...
Have you heard Canada's unheard cries?
the crisis, the tragedies, and all those demise...
Prologue:
For we are all just humans...
I know what it is to be bummy
I know what it is to be scruffy...