my sadness is a bottle
that never seems to run out
but nothings infinite right
so I at one point it'll end
but I'll end with it.
school is my escape from home
and home is my escape from school
where do I escape it all.
here I am again staring at my walls
as white as a blank canvas
but I still find it entertaining
why
I couldnt tell you
I wish I could
I guess I hope to find the answer
looking at this blank canvas
YOU ARE READING
sincerely, my notes app
Poetry{ ongoing } first couple of poems ive ever written, warning to you all they might be terrible. I love you all and hope u enjoy <3 for my future self
