I don't regret our late night talks
about the world and it's problems
I don't regret loving you or
letting you in.
I regret letting you take control of
my mind, making me believe
that after the laughs tears and smiles
that what I am, is not good enough
YOU ARE READING
The one who was different
PoetrySo, I'm not really sure how to describe this book. It's my first so please don't hate. If you wanna hate. Keep the comments to yourself. Thanks! Anyway. So this book will be filled with poems. Depressing poems, they aren't mine. So just a heads up...
