You're should be the last person to try and tell me how to be a good friend.
Who do you think you are?
But maybe you're right about me, and maybe I'm the last person to try and tell you what to do, too.
Who do I think I am?
Ha, I don't even know anymore.
YOU ARE READING
FLIP-SIDE
Poetry❝ my heart runs wild with words that shouldn't escape my lips ❞ [[my process of healing//started feb. 13th, 2016]]
