I see changes... in you,
I see them in your eyes,
Is this what you really are?
Are they changes or simply the truth?
Is this who you are?
I'm cold in the dark.
I see changes... in you,
I see them in your life,
Is all you said a lie?
Are you here or somewhere else?
Is the light turned fully on?
Are you dead or were you never alive?
YOU ARE READING
Soft Curses of Angels - Volume 1 - A Fistful of Dust
PoetryThe earliest part of my chronological anthology of bad poetry. Estimated age at time of writing 12-16. I both thank and apologise to any soul who takes the time to read these.
