here we go again. i never liked publishing books on wattpad, because i’ve always preferred books written on paper. i have wanted to self-publish this book for the longest time, but chose otherwise. my words are merely nothing compared to the thousand other poets finding their refuge in this cruel but beautiful world. i’m here to share this with you, in case i never get the chance to.
[if the he's and she's don't fit to you, change it to fit your story however you please]
[and my heart is made out of glass, so if you don't like it, hey, many of them was written when i was thirteen don't hurt me]
YOU ARE READING
vertigo; #wattys2018
Poetrythis is for you; i don't shout my poetry off rooftops anymore because i think the world heard me it's been four years since i began writing this book on scraps of paper and receipts so go ahead; read me [lower case intended] [tw for some] [all writ...
