It's an Odd ThingIsn't it strange how much we keep to ourselvesIt's an Odd Thing by BreeBree135
and from those we know in person,
but on Da we can pour our thoughts and emotions
into artwork and writings
and we're fine with complete strangers viewing it all?
Now and..Forever?Like the stars in the sky-Now and..Forever? by BreeBree135
We appear as though we are eternal,
But we weren't meant to last a lifetime.
Eventually, we burn out.
Even so, we roam the same small planet by day
And lay drifting eyes upon soft pillows by night
Containing inside all that is within our universe.
We write our own reality.
And I write mine out to you.