Weeds

Weeds-In the meadows which weeds grow and spread, devouring our Earth.

People walk past their lies and pretend the world is full of joy and pleasure.

However, what they don't see is the crimes people commit and what their actions actually cause.

And the world isn't how we want to see it, it is much, much more than that.

Not only does are actions of crimes and telling lies hurt the Earth but also our selves, causing pain, depression, anxiety, feeling like you don't matter nor need to exist in this world, and more just from other human beings.

Thank you to who that will read my works, stories, poems, and more. This is my first poem on Vocal but I hope who reads this likes this and likes what I talk about / wrote about in this poem (not all of my work will be as sad as this). I also ask of you guys (I am not begging) for tips so I can make my work better.

Thanks once again!!

-Persephone