to finish this poem
because who listens to their hearts?
chumps. losers. fools. idiots.
my kid heart cries
it demands that i rhyme
she wishes to speak
i tell her it's a crime
speak your heart
she yells to me
what an idea
YOU ARE READING
no real agenda // poetry
Poesíapoems for all the words i can't say anything and everything goes. i write sporadically and about whatever i want. hence the title i've had the same compilation since the 6th grade, please skip to the better poems... (aka deep breaths and onward, ob...
