I walk alone.
Work alone
Stand alone
In the battle called my life.
I have done for years and its what I'm used to.
So I continue. Using this unavoidable reality as a comfort.
It's hard to explain - so hear me out
I'm alone because
I've been for so long
And I'm used to it.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Imperfection
Thơ CaA poem book by the only @acceptyourflaws. Hope you like it. :) Feel free to comment, vote and/or criticize me, just keep it clean and hope you like my first poem book. ( Some of you may know this book as Flaws, but I've had to rename it to make a d...
