last words
all these goodbyes
but too scared
for something new
the world keeps
spinning anyway
but
i wonder when
the last time ill
ever speak to you
will be
apathy
too much
but not enough
cant sit in my
own head anymore
never better
than above average
and neither is
anyone anymore
i sound just like my father
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
