• bootsie 5w

    Do you

    Do you live in a glass house
    Then you shouldn’t throw stones
    There are some with no house
    Starving I can see the bones
    You throw away treasures
    To some it’s just trash
    Their is nothing more beautiful
    Than a broken past
    Do you ever sit and just dream
    Conjuring up things unseen
    When you realize some are for your demise
    They’ve yet to understand
    So just turn and smile
    The greatest surprise awaits them
    For they only live off your pain
    To make themselves seem sane
    Their opinions don’t matter
    Do you love the sunrise as it shines over the ocean like love met its match
    A broken road leading to a destination unknown they may judge you just hang up the phone
    Or pick it up to say no one is home
    ©bootsie