It is the way I just want to yell at you for making me like this
-I know I would just be projecting
YOU ARE READING
late night cries
PoetryThe thoughts that have managed to spurge themselves on paper. Internal cries that never really feel are heard when said verbally.
I wish i would have learned sooner
It is the way I just want to yell at you for making me like this
-I know I would just be projecting