you think it's ok when you cry all your tears out a cold night of winter, i guess it is until that night
that night when you forgot you had a thin skin, white sheets and blurred mind.
class at 8 in the morning, don't forget to rest! even if it's already 3.
i guess it's all my fault, i should have tell you what really matter when you're over 18. anyways, see you tomorrow for the daily appointment, kan't wait to see you there! xoxo
YOU ARE READING
poems to make you feel understood
Poetrytrying to put words on feelings and emotions, hope it can help you like it does for me. take care. xx
