10:36
goodnight. don't hurt yourself
10:39
I'll be fine
10:40
I don't choose whether or not to be okay.
but I'm tryingno more words
no more forcing.
no more prying to talk
just quiet,
cal(a)m(ity)

YOU ARE READING
complacent
Poetryquieter achieved poems from the girl who thinks of stars and angels
10:48
10:36
goodnight. don't hurt yourself
10:39
I'll be fine
10:40
I don't choose whether or not to be okay.
but I'm tryingno more words
no more forcing.
no more prying to talk
just quiet,
cal(a)m(ity)