We can just runaway for the weekend,
we could head to the bay
and escape the dead end,
we could simply stray,
we don't have to obey,
we don't have to blend,
we just have to pretend,
we could be castaway's
in this world full of fake cries,
we should just break away
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...
