Thinking too long is like ripping my heart out my chest
I want to be able to dance like that
I can't have what I used to have, can't be what I used to be
I can't stand it
I'll never be the same again
So don't stop to look at me
I want to cover up my existence
Because the backbone has crumbled
I have no reason to be known these days
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?