I hate myself
I'm not what you want
I'm not pretty
I'm not her
I see you staring at her, smiling
Doing small things I see the feelings you keep behind closed doors
But you're what I want
You're beautiful
You're smart
But I can't make you mine
YOU ARE READING
Existentialism and poems
PoetryHey guys! This is going to be a book full of just shit I feel like writing this will be, poems,and existential crisis stuff I guess :)
