Why....
Why am I pretending I'm ok,
When I have troubles,
But you said you would take them away?
We keep chasing each other around and around, over and over
Just because we started and now can't stop.
Round and round heading cattle, rising horses.
Then we stop, feeling filthy calm
But a quarter later.....
Why....
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryJust poetry I made. Enjoy!!! I own everything but the pics. Cover pic I own tho! (Bet nobody will get the reason I wrote number 13)
