All i feel is mass destruction.
The only thing buzzing in my head is passion.Passion for this condescending and fading sanity i am being left with.
Mind blurred with thoughts of perfection.
I cant achieve it,
im so sorry.I know you are disappointed in me.
Don't worry,
im disappointed in me too.
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
I'm So Exhausted
कविता#1 in poem #1 in poetrycollection #1 in vent #2 in memory this is just a compilation of my vent poetry-ish (that i can find) from 4th grade to whenever i stop this (I'm 18 now) Im not the best with words but i write in spouts of thoughts