I miss you
And I don't know what to do
People ask me how you're doing
And I think
I wish I knew
They try to analyze
Exactly what's going through my head
But what can I say
I was born a faker
And have plenty of excuses of why I haven't talked to you
Even if they aren't true
Do I like this one? I don't even know, but at least it's honest. I don't really care for how I worded this one.
YOU ARE READING
Story Of My Life
PoetryThis is just going to be a little book of, most likely, crappy poems that I write. I really only write poems about things I feel generally strongly about and it's just kind of my escape from the world. If you know me irl pls don't read as they are f...
