Hello Clovers! Remember yesterday I said I like to think there are three sides to the story. Well that’s just my point of view. The point is that there are many angles, perspectives, view points ( I think you get it now)
Anyways I just want to share an old poem of mine with you. It’s called blurry face and I did talk about there being “three side to the story”
I also made a video for it check it out below.
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By Mayowa Isiaq
Through my eyes, the skies are blurry
And water pours from it with great intensity.
My vision is all but fragments of the true story.
There's more to everything in reality.
There is no happily ever after.
Who knows what trouble might stir up tomorrow?
We give our fears life then it turns into monster.
It haunts us and leaves us with a gift of sorrow.
Some hold it so dear like it's from a brother or sister,
But do not grieve, there's still tomorrow.
Another chance to kill the sorrow with laughter.
The power of life the monster had to borrow,
take it back, you can make your own happily ever after.
Stand for what you believe, ignore negativity.
They say their own, but there are three sides to the story.
I try to look forward to every possibility,
but my state of mind is the same as my eyes, blurry.