This house is not a home,
It is a prison.
They do not understand.
My only thought
Consists of one word.
Kale
This will be a long
And excruciating
Sentence.
YOU ARE READING
Diary of Insanity
PoetryKeep it together Jess. I hope sprinting through the halls was considered keep it together. out of control. I was slipping just hold on... hold on...
