They all stare at you
You think they all can see
The scars on your arms
Left by the knives
It feels like their eyes are like daggers
Attempting to get rid of
A waste of space
Thier whispers are as loud as a shout
You feel like they're talking about you
They all stare at you, really wishing they were you
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PuisiPoems about sadness, brokenhearts, loneliness, pain and sorrow. Also maybe some occasional love poems. Cover by: @grammatically
