isn't summer supposed to be a season of happiness and fun?
isn't summer supposed to be stress free?
why is summer a time where i go days without eating?
why is summer a time where my thoughts consume me?
i don't think this is how summer is supposed to be.
YOU ARE READING
the book of poems
Poetrythis isn't poetry. its just a compilation of words that are organized into stanzas. this isn't poetry. it's just some of the thoughts that swirl around my head. this isn't poetry. this isn't meant to be read.
