Nobody knew how much I blamed myself.
And they still don't know.
Hiding the scent of smokes is easy. But hiding the sent of the vodka that stains my breath isn't so easy.
I blamed myself
I blame myself
And it'll always be my fault.
YOU ARE READING
Sad thoughts for the saddest people
Thơ caThese are poems I have either written myself or found online. If there is a star (*) beside it I wrote it myself. WARNING SOME THINGS MAY BE TRIGGERING
