Do you feel better?
Cause I don't.
Why is it that I cry when things are beyond control?
Why do I have this gut feeling?
Sadness.
Sad that you can't see past your own selfishness.
Sad that days have bled into months and everything is foreign.
Sad that the next time the crisp air hits me it will be on borrowed time.
Because if it's too good to be true.
It probably is.
It's a game right?
Me VS You.
Us.
Them.
We.
YOU ARE READING
Gemini
PoetryStep into the celestial realm of the Gemini, where words dance on ethereal pages, capturing the essence of duality with a kaleidoscope of emotions. In this enchanting poetry collection, delve into the depths of the Gemini's spirit, where fun and wit...
