The Buzzing
The buzzing I hear in my ears,
The ones that say I'm full of fears,
Never cease no matter what I do,
Seems its the troubles that they are attracted to.
Bees represent a sort of sweetness to me,
SO why are they even after me?
When ever I go outside, you would see,
That most of those pests are attracted to me.
I need to turn off my emotions or allow them to flow,
And allow all the feelings out to grow.
Holding on to no dreams at all,
Can make me feel rather small.
JudyŠ1999
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