What more can I do
But regret the things I say
There's so many dead words
That bring pain my way
I hurt the ones I love
Because I'm scared of change
And there's no way to fix it
And that's what makes it strange
I don't agree
With what I've been doing
But there will be no going back
From all the people I've been hurting
YOU ARE READING
Morally Grey
PoetryThere has been a lot of words left unspoken in the past year. This year I'm hoping to get it all out in one book.
