The classmate.
The ignored truth.
The screaming facts;
His past.
Our future
and the lacking of his.
The jokes.
The stupidity.
The glimpses of the real.
The mask.
What's real.
We won't know.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Broken Branches | ✔️
PoesíaThe truth about the classmate lying in broken branches. To the boy who couldn't speak English Who let me see behind the mask To the boy who showed me to be chill and not care About what other people say and think To the boy who left, and will never...
