I thought I was meant to fix you,
gather every little piece
and put it all together.
I guess I didn't realize
that I was breaking
on the progress.
But it was all fine
because you would
do the same for me,
right?
But months have gone by
and I'm still a broken mess.
I guess some people
just aren't meant to be fixed
YOU ARE READING
My poetry book
Poetryso yeah, my poetry book. my thoughts and fears and hopes , everything's here, because writing seems to help me deal with my feelings. I am no poet and this is just a way I use to express my self, everyone has that. hope you enjoy my messy mind, ple...
