Silly girl,
How can you save him
if you can't save yourself?
I put others
before myself.
I can just go.
Stupid boy,
How can you love her
if she can't love herself?
I know what perfection is,
and she is truly it.
I can since she's my other half.
Ignorant children,
How can both of you help each other,
if you're both broken?
We have each others,
missing pieces.
Together we are a glass figurine,
fragile yet put together in such
a beautiful way.
A/N "If nothing is true, what more can I do? I am still painting flowers for you." - All Time Low
YOU ARE READING
Out There
PoetryPoems from my mind, which is out there scattered in the galaxy. This book will tend to be off, but that's ok.
