drowning in my own thought
what is real
what is not
what is right
what is not
is doing a wrong thing you love right
what is the essence
what is the use
of doing everything right
when all you feel is pain
I miss the days when the smile was real
when we where truly happy
if there was ever a time
two decades
of perfection
or perfect mistakes
do what makes you happy
they say
what really makes me happy
YOU ARE READING
My mind's outlet
Poesíawhat my lips can't say Just a collection of poems I've written. Feel free to comment XOXO🦋
