We are not friends.
But we aren't enemies,
Just strangers,
With a whole lot of memories.
YOU ARE READING
I'm So Exhausted
Poetry#1 in poem #1 in poetrycollection #1 in vent #2 in memory this is just a compilation of my vent poetry-ish (that i can find) from 4th grade to whenever i stop this (I'm 18 now) Im not the best with words but i write in spouts of thoughts
strangers with memories
We are not friends.
But we aren't enemies,
Just strangers,
With a whole lot of memories.
