i dont even know
how i will feel
tomorrow
i dont even know
why
...
am i existing
for real
what is
life
i dont even know
how i will feel
in the next
hour
i dont know
anything
actually
why is this world
so messed up
why
am i
like this
why cant i be
like them
why
why
why
VOUS LISEZ
is this world real ?
Poesía. . . i like words i hope you like them too oh, and i also like eyes, decay and despair :) hope you don't mind it
