You don't like it here either
I can tell just by your accessories
Call me telepathic
But I know what that means
We haven't talked, but we should run away
Since I can see exactly where you want to be
It's what I want too, so we should go together
As long as you don't expect me to ask first
Oh wait, no, forget it
It's not as though you'd even remember
And I realize now I'd end probably up in the gutter
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?