Too boyish for girls
Too fragile for boys
What am I
If not a broken concept
And fucked up hopes?
What am I
If not wasted potential
And suicide notes?
-I just don't feel right...
YOU ARE READING
High on Nicotine ~poetry~
PoesíaPoetry, and perhaps even a playlist A Song to go with each poem. I would love it if you left a comment!
