A poem

This poem,
Meant for a human,

Either a man

Or a woman,

Who's wandering,

Dusk to dawn,

Prowling thoughts,

With nothing on their own.

Meant for a girl,

Either a minor,

Or an adult,

Who's ever crying,

Sunrise to sunset,

Exhausted of nature,

Worried about the future,

With no one,

No one to turn to.

Meant for a guy,

A man,

Or a boy,

Who's ever lorn,

Overwhelmed with societal pressure,

Midday to midnight,

With no one to embrace,

Be strong,

Keep moving,

The sun must shine on you,

Some day.

By Ava