you wanted all of those people to see,
the state of mind that you wanted to be,
you wanted all of those people to see,
the lies that you could be,
almost as if you forgot one little thing to mention,
that you did this all for attention,
i couldn't help but stare,
when you did all of those ruthless things without even a single glare,
it was saved on other's phones,
now your voice sounded off in dry monotones,
i am pretty sure your lungs ache,
from all the concoctions that you seem to bake,
almost as if you forgot to mention,
that you were slowly killing yourself all for attention.
YOU ARE READING
Don't You Get It? ✅
Poetrywhen i tried to avoid the fact i wanted to die, by writing anti-suicide poems. now this book sort of became a person, it grew a mind, a soul, and a heart. so, in turn, it kept listening to my petty problems. (lowercase intended) Highest Ranking: #18...
