how'd i let this happen
i can't daydream
i can't think for myself
you're so beautiful
and i'm so misshapen
but we're all filled with fear
no one's as they seem
no one is themself
we all fall apart
cheeks stained with tears
you have it figured out
while im filled with doubt
but that's none of your concern
because you will never learn
VOUS LISEZ
the poetry of an asocial teenager
Poésiehello i write songs but sometimes those songs cannot be songs and so they just have to be poems. i didn't know what to do with them but i think they deserve recognition so they are going to go here. thanks.
