Shaggy dark hair.
Deep set brown stare
Lips turned down
In a constant frown.
Flat chest
Shoulders tensed.
Confidence? None.
And a stumbling tongue
Equipped with a stinger
Gentle fingers
Shaky hands
Plain t-shirts and denim pants
It's who I am
Anywhere I am
No matter what I see
Or who I meet.
I'm me.
YOU ARE READING
Depressing Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poems I wrote a while ago. I have volumes and volumes of this stuff, sadly, but I'll post stuff as I find it. Or write it. It's easy to write sad poetry. Especially when you're sad. ^^'
