the reflection of me on the mirror
i hate to see you
your bone seems weak
your eyes seems tired
your soul want to leave
but you still breathing
wheter i should appreciate or pity you
YOU ARE READING
A Sleepless Woman and Her Notes
Poetryi'm breathing and still. i'm blinking and still. i'm feeling and still. i'm writing and still.
mirror mirror
the reflection of me on the mirror
i hate to see you
your bone seems weak
your eyes seems tired
your soul want to leave
but you still breathing
wheter i should appreciate or pity you
