The World’s Repertoire
It seems on the surface
Life can never cease
Life can never stop
There is plenty to sustain
The good and the feign
Life can never be still
Life can never be dark
Yet life can never be bright
Pulling rarity out of sight
Life can always be chaotic
Life can always be grand
Finding righteousness in all
Making dead legs harder to fall
Life can always speak
Life can always smile
Watch the world go ‘round
Lose oneself between the sounds
Shed the skin and live again
P.S. This poem is getting published in my school's spring magazine >.>
It seems on the surface
Life can never cease
Life can never stop
There is plenty to sustain
The good and the feign
Life can never be still
Life can never be dark
Yet life can never be bright
Pulling rarity out of sight
Life can always be chaotic
Life can always be grand
Finding righteousness in all
Making dead legs harder to fall
Life can always speak
Life can always smile
Watch the world go ‘round
Lose oneself between the sounds
Shed the skin and live again
P.S. This poem is getting published in my school's spring magazine >.>
