L6.+Creative+Writing

When I Ponder The moments I am by myself Are the moments where I am not myself the most I cannot help but ponder about all around me     So much problem, death, and hatred How did it ever get this far? But when the sun comes up     And I can feel that cool crisp air It is like a release A new, fresh start As each day has a limitless amount of opportunities If only everyone understood this Then maybe this world could be bearable