I wasn't chaos
You were just basic
An act waiting to be played
In front of a meaningless crowd.
Anyone could predict your next words.
You were a plain dialogue
Between society and expectations.
Yet you were plain and proud.
I wasn't chaos, I was different.
I wasn't predictable
And that bothered you.
- be different.
YOU ARE READING
Breathe Me
Poetry"You were blind and couldn't find much to love from my poetic mess but I've found many reasons for you" - E.C
