alien by day, philosopher by nightA Poem by Joseph Scottas i promised :)lips so happy smiles so big eyes so alive a soul rests beneath as a day job she could be famous or an alien from a far away land as a night job she sits on a tree branch wondering what lays within the stars i begin to wonder is this a world for me? where our imagination runs so free that we have kangaroos and emus defending our own business pecking through crowds to see who will buy pointing at the skies we question who questions beyond our own comprehension another world where you and me already exist it doesnt take much one of happy birthday and from that day the world has changed forever in this changed world are lips so happy smiles so big eyes so alive a soul rests beneath i begin to realize this is a world for me
© 2013 Joseph ScottAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJoseph Scottcentral coast, nsw, AustraliaAboutim 19, i draw, play guitar, and violin, i now and again when i am bored sometimes write poems and stories and such, i wont be posting a great amount, but what i do, i hope you enjoy :) more..Writing
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