What Are The Odds?

What are the odds of getting a green in roulette? Two out of thirty-eight. What are the odds of being who you are today? Probably One in a few billion. What are the odds of having someone feeling the same way you feel at the same time? How would we know since no one shares their feelings anymore.

We seclude our feeelings in a dark corner so no one will ever find out. Me? I just write them down in words which wouldn't make sense. If you don't understand, don't try too hard. It's worthless.

No poetry or art today. I've been working on something for school presentation. It's a comic. If you were wonder, you can look at Peako's blog.

Edited:
A poem I just did.

What Would The World Be

What would the world be if it were square?
What will we do when nobody is going to dare,
Walk of the edge and see if they would fall,
Or would the gravity pull them all?

What would the world be in black and white?
Only two colours in our plain sight,
Would there still be choices or only two ways;
Only night and morn for our days?

What would the world be in a game?
Would life be the very same,
Or we would our freedom be gone
And life would end if we won?

What would the world be if we were emotionless?
Would we stop caring due to thickness,
Would life be dull, would population die?
And no one would notice the days go by.

What would the world be if I were dead?
Would all of your trouble slowly fade?
A pest is gone, your luck increase,
And all your problems slowly cease.

I really wonder...