why am i so
invisible
and small
and then
so important
and awesome ?
i need stability
but i just have
this
please please please
listen when i talk
and think about me
but not too much
because if i get
too much of it
my heart is gonna
slip off my ribs
and bleed on the floor
i don't know
how to feel
or what to do
i don't know where
to go
i don't know where
to leave
VOUS LISEZ
is this world real ?
Poetry. . . i like words i hope you like them too oh, and i also like eyes, decay and despair :) hope you don't mind it
