Poem to the crowds
I mute everything out.
I shout everything loud.
I am around the crowds.
But now still alive.

Alive like a fight. 
Fight for a life. 
I'm a survive. 
Bright shine the night. 

For who blame me. 
For who judge me. 
Who don't know real me. 
The real that I be. 

Please realize. 
Why do you be that type? 
Don't look down other lifes. 
Be the nice. 







Write with some emotion. 
But now I'm calm down. 
Just write the poem to the crowds. 
Don't be the clown! 

1May17 20.45
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Primrose
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