i'm a broken teapot
thats been shut out
no one wants to see
my broken spout
but one day i will return
and they will shout
cause whatever is broken
returns better than wrought
YOU ARE READING
In My Head
PoetryA collection of my poetry. there is no rhyme or reason between them, they are simply there because i wrote them and needed a place for them to go. i know, my grammar sucks. also, there will be updates whenever i write more poetry.
