Poetry Is Sewn To Me

A constant cycle of feeling confident and uncomfortable

Never enough, then giving to much

You gotta be tough And always be careful with love

Don't hold on to bad memories in the past

Yet weren't we all taught history in class?

Kindness is a loving smile with a helping hand

Yet kindness can be mask for an evil man

The world is what you make it

Except the world has more than one maker

The world needs balance and everyone has a talent

Yet finding you're centre point can be the hardest challenge