I can't concentrate on anything
but everything not concerning me
I feel okay just being obsessed with anyone but me
I'm always worried about where my future is and who I'll fall in love with, but I need to know myself before I fell in love again.
where ever you may be, would you mind waiting for me?
YOU ARE READING
how I feel
Poëziethese are levels of my soul the pieces of me I hide when I'm all alone
