walls so thin
i hear you scream
i hear you cry
beg that everything will be alright
walls so thin
sometimes i swear you must be able to hear my heart pounding
can you hear my heartbeat
going off-beat?
walls so thin
but when i punch them
they won't break, won't break down
and all i am left with are bruised knuckles
that's funny
because when you punch me in the face
instead
i start bleeding
and you,
you stay fine
- why's that?
YOU ARE READING
THE WAY HE TILTS HIS HEAD TO THE SIDE
Poetrywhen he talks down on me. this one is for him. let me give you this at least.
