One time,
You got deranged.
You got involved
Also you, becoming stressed.
Hey...
It's just...not all pieces fit one another.
If they can't find it, they find the other pieces.
Though that's a thing
I look,
I can't bear with it.
It's like I am staring at a mirror.
Such a fruitless behavior
Knowing no one will even see it through,
I still do it.
Do you see it? Can you?
JE LEEST
Words To Somebody (Poem Book)
OverigA poem book, mostly about my feelings and nostalgia. I don't write this book for views, I just feel satisfied to write everything out like a web book. Leave advice, comments if you like.
