The things I see dayly.

Almost on a dayly base-is,
I see things that bother me or make me feel funny inside of my heart.
So I am writing a hikoo about something I saw today in particulary.
In case you did not realise, a hikoo is poetry written by the Indians founded
by Columbus.

Here goes.

Cell phone rings all day.
On my tiny little phone.
That car cut me off.


And then later I was inspired to coin this:

My hair is beauty.
My pants are designer.
The homeless man begs.

Then, for the last, I wrote:

Earth to you people.
All those burgers give pimples.
Blind people can't see.

The last one of them I wrote was because I was thinking,
if I couldn't see myself as people see me then I would also be empty.
Like other people with no site.
Also, I would never be able to see I had a blemish if it weren't for mirrors.

I just like to change the world when I can. I like to help.
Or like Michael Jackson said, "I'm starting with the man in the mirror."

You know?