Am I really – what I may seem?
A little dead – a little good – a little too much to dream
The real me – would never scream
No helping cries – no dying team
No symphony in growing acres
No lying with the little fakers
YOU ARE READING
We were too close to the stars~
PoetryMy collection of poems and one-shots~ They're my work and, please, don't plagiarize because I will not hesitate to report and block you~ Note: the poems improve, slowly ;]
