– only dreamer alive.
they call this an evolution,
where we're taught about colours,
but not what they mean.
they call this an evolution,
where we're educated on flowers,
but not what they mean.
they call this an evolution,
where we're taught about peace,
yet the world is still at war.
they call this an evolution,
but it's been like this through ages,
alas,
sometimes i tend to forget i am not the only dreamer alive.
YOU ARE READING
swevens of vernorexia
Poesiai shall bloom flowers of love in your heart, so you may bleed petals for blood when i leave.
