My hand will control
Words mixed randomly
Create lines across my wrists
Drum with a group in front of a stage
Die a happy life
Or make the cut
To not hide myself anymore
Meet a band member I love
Go too a kpop concert
Success is key
YOU ARE READING
My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.
