i'm selfish, i'll admit it
i do things i'm not proud of
i choose to keep my enemies closer than my friends
i put on a fake smile, then cry on the bathroom floor late at night
i'm unsure of what to do with my life
i'm stuck in an endless void of what-ifs
i'm letting everyone down
what do i do?
where do i go?
who am i?
YOU ARE READING
words whispered in the wind
Poesía~~~~ these words I whisper to myself these words I whisper in the wind and hopefully, these words you will whisper out loud to yourself when you look at the clock and see that it's three am once again ~~~~ All rights reserved.
