It's just my flesh,
no harm in doing anything
right?It's just my brain,
these thoughts are okay
right?Its just my body,
no reason to care
right?I always have a smile real or not,
I'm fine,
right?
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.