Dreams

When you dream it feeds your body personality

Dreaming is like fueling your soul

When you dream you are adding fruit to the tree that is your soul

A dream is something that drives your perseverance

It’s like the steering wheel that changes certain paths in your life 

Accept it or not it’s important 

When you don't have hopes and dreams 

It is like a blight feeding of the tree that is your soul 

Dreams give you careers and hobbies

Trust me and thank your dreams 

I love the city

I love the city

The food is delicious 

But every time I go and eat someone chases me away

I see people walk past me every single day

I love seeing the building below me seeing those beautiful glass behemoths

The giant lakes, the giant roads, and the very crowded subways 

People call me a pest 

I think that’s oblivious 

They say my life is dangerous 

But how is being a pigeon even that hard 

The boy on the bike

As I try to ride my bike fear enters my body

As I try to ride my bike the handles reduce the shaking of my hands 

As I try to ride my bike my feet shake while pedaling the bike 

As I try to ride my bike my body shivers while trying to balance 

As I try to ride my bike my shadow mocks me 

As I try to ride my bike, wait a minute I’m starting to balance 

As I ride my bike my feel juggle the peddles 

As I ride my bike the air gracefully move through my hair 

As I ride my bike I pick up the speed 

As I ride my bike the swift air cuts through my hair 

As I ride my bike I start  to go down a hill

As I speed through with my bike I start to scream 

As I speed through with my bike I start to lose control 

As I speed through with my bike ……..I’m stuck in a bush