I think soon
Soon I may implode
I may break down
Though it's not my fault
It's not
Because all of these mixed signals
Are spinning my head in circles
Soon I may implode
Though I'm not even sure
If I have the right to
I'm not even sure
If you want me too.
YOU ARE READING
To Be loved or To Be Lonely
PoesíaA collection of poems that flow straight from my thoughts to this "paper", but also a collection of love and hope and loss and worry. Read if you are confused or lost or lonely or loved, just read.
