Young Street Races

[shepdog329]

When I was young and under the impression
that the world would bend backwards for me
and everything under the sun was pushed forward with time
I didn’t know that the sun would come back around
just to kick me to the curb and telltale to eat rocks.
There were many rocks
Each with a different face

I'm still looking for mine.

[billy]

please read the rules re posting poetry. your other two poetry threads are closed./mod

[shepdog329]

oops...my fault...new here

[billy]

it's not the end of the world, leave some feedback elsewhere and we'll free up a poem a day of the two that are closed down :J: