You always pay a deaf ear to me
You never listen
But it's your turn
I sit there listening to you
Admiring every detail about you
Paying attention
But me?
Am like I never exist
You neither nod or even look at me
You just piss me off.
YOU ARE READING
Slow Death
ContoThis book is my getaway, my escape, my feelings. It's utter shit but if you wish to read it you may :) Quite a lot of emotions,feelings that are depressed, hurt, confused, fucked up..suicidal.. //pluvio-nyctophile//
