Poetry

Mad

Some people make you mad,

But not because they want to,

They may just want their way first,

And probably so do you,

Arguing is a waste of time,

Over such a tiny crime,

Who really cares who took some cake?

Who cares whose turn it was to rake?
Next time you won't make the mistake,

Of wasting so much time.

Safe

When your small your safe,

From the troubles of the world,

You haven't taken your first step,

You don't know what it's like,

To go outside and be yourself,

To learn to ride a bike,

You only know the happy side, 

But you don't know the bad,

And when you find it out, 

It will make you sad.