are you delusional?
when have I ever loved you?
back when I was small,
when I was nothing at all?
when I couldn't think for myself?
well I've got news for you
I've grown up since then
and I still hate you
yet you are still delusional.
k.g
YOU ARE READING
colorless
PoésieIn this instant, I see it all so clearly; while colors are such a vivid asset in his book of pictures, I have realized that the reason I do not fit in this title is because I am simply devoid of color. I am c o l o r l e s s. I am nothing but slathe...
