Obviously not a Stargirl
Flames but lack of warmth,
So many regrets,
Can't count'em.
Your doe eyes,
Gives me shine,
Still, I am dull.
Couldn't start the work,
Can't stop myself from crying.
Map of the world, still I am lost.
Lost in my regrets,
Lost in "what ifs".
Obviously not smart,
But I have been trying since the last summer.
I am so fuckin done, dude.
I am disgusted by the air I breathe.
I am hated by the people who leave me.
Like, fuck!!!
I have my mouth,
Can I use it pls?
Cause you everyone deserves the hate I have for them.
But I am not supposed to hate them.
He whispers to me to take those as lessons.
But I just couldn't help it.
I no longer care if I am respectful or not.
When I know what's right.
I would speak until I lost my life.
But I doubt it sometimes.
I would be debating with the Grim Reaper.
Like I said, I am done.
30-04-2024
11:14pm
YOU ARE READING
~~Poetry🪻
PoetryThis is going to be a random collection of my thoughts that came up in my mind with Rhym. Tbh I want to just speak and speak a lot However don't have potential people to listen.
