Mr Heisenberg, why?
Why do you make me cry?
You make me cry so often, why?
Do you really think I have to die?
Mr Heisenberg, you have no mercy,
But I'll follow your controversy
To make her see
YOU ARE READING
Lame Thoughts
PoetrySome lame stuff. Someone told me that I should write poems, but I can't write poems. But if you're intrested, you can read.
