~Hey Google, queue "Je te lasserai des mots"~
Fuck men.
More importantly fuck me.
For letting myself get lost for a bit.
Maybe its my turn, I thought.
Did I do something wrong?
For you to not want to see me?
I shouldn't have let my walls down.
See what happened?
I knew this would happen.
Never again.
Fuck (me)n.
YOU ARE READING
my sad things
Poetrythis is my diary but not really a diary of things that made me sad