Do you ever feel
like time just stops,
yet the world around you,
just keeps on moving?
Night turns to day,
Winter turns to Spring,
years blend together,
all into a blur
Yet you feel as though,
you're left behind.
No matter how hard
you try to keep up.
YOU ARE READING
Random poems (usually) at night
شِعرThis is literally just a big junk drawer of random poems sum are sad sum are happy sum may even be kinda relatable idk help
