Found this poem in my journal from last year. Thought I would share it.
Sometimes my world feels upside down
This path I am on hasn't turned the right way
I know what to do but not what to say.
I'm scared of these mistakes, scared of the end
my only problem is, where do I begin.
So many changes, all these thoughts running free
But the process, the work, seems impossible to me.
Our country's in pieces, our men are at war
when they return home, they don't know what's in store.
My heart breaks at the thought of the pain they will soon face
The sorrow, despair, those thoughts won't be replaced.
Our children are hungry. Our veterans are poor.
Yet one man has a mansion, gold makes up his door.
The governments twisted, we've lost the right sight
I often wonder, how those people can sleep at night.
I can't believe the lies, too many don't even take a second glance.
All of these people simply want another chance.
We need to remember we're together every day
United as one is how we all must try and stay.
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