tapping my foot along to the beat
i crane my body as i sit in my seat
looking past familiar faces
as of now they resemble blank spaces
my eyes are focused as i peer out the window
smiling to myself as i see you staring at me from the fifth row
if it makes me a bad person that i enjoy watching you squirm and look on in despair
then label me a bad person
i honeslty dont care
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
