I drink hot coffee
And cold cold water
I love thinking
That I'm all alone in the world
I never wash out my mascara
Only if I tear it off
And then I remember
How afraid I am
To find myself
All alone in the world
YOU ARE READING
Why did you cry last night
PoetryWe all have our own reasons for the tears we shade when no one is looking. These are mine. But I turned them into poetry "Life imitates art" Lana Del Rey once said- Or art imitates life?
