Opinions Poem by Ryano ; ,

Opinions are blankets
Made from cotton wool
Sought & bought for comfort
I wrap myself up in them
It's easy to get caught up
Sometimes I'm warm
Sometimes I'm choked
Sometimes I wake up late
Much to my surprise
The wool was thrown over my eyes
Holes will gape under light
Friction will begin a fray
The stitches never go away

Try sleep at night without one
A rough start it will seem
But get used to the cold
You'll settle anywhere
& start to dream