and what's wrong with me
did anyone judge me for fact
i could never set myself free?
but damn, i never had to.
i know that's only my fault
i couldn't make myself smile
or warm myself when it's cold
all of the problems are mine.
or maybe i was a child
delusional but still smart
but as i can see that my mind
was broken in pieces by heart
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul
