Let's be real,
We're all terrified,
Terrified of death,
Of the apocalypse,
Of the world's end,
Of being hated,
And being alone.
We're all terrified,
Terrified of everything,
So, what's the point?
What's the point,
In bullying?
In discrimination?
In hate?
In feeling lost?
In feeling alone?
In being so terrified?
We're all lost,
So what's the point,
In fearing ourselves?
Other people?
And even who we love?
So, let's be real,
What's the point?
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Just A Mess
ŞiirI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
