I am the gossips
I am the headline
It cause the smile of my rose-colored lips
Because the eyes of my people got blind
The music starts
That makes the tingling of my ears
I love that sound
They are calling my precious name
I am an author and wrote those stories
All that controversies
All that insanities
I have the gravity
And people talk about me
And people talk about me
And people talk about me
And that is what I want
YOU ARE READING
Wicked Me
PoetryThis is the republishing of 1st compilation of my poems which is Wicked Me. Themes about revelling, rebelling, and, falling.
