Lately everything I do
Is so utterly pointless to you
Everything I say ends in a disarray
When I'm talking to you
It's so awkward
This relationship between you and me
It's so uncomfortable
I'm not the only one who can see
That this is a mess
It's a vortex
That's spiraling down
One thing after another
Your perpetual frown
Isn't the only thing that needs to be turned upside down
And I suggest you try to clean all of this up
Right now
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Mine
PoetryJust some poems and lines that I've thought of or will think up. -when I start writing, I can go on for hours because my mind is on overdrive and nothing else matters
