You'll care one day.
Goosebumps,
skinny legs,
pale skin.
You'll lose one day.
Surroundings,
space,
words.
You'll hear one day.
Intended,
far,
helpful.
One day,
you'll say,
It's child's play.
To go away, friday.
You may, it's okay.
Put it on replay.
YOU ARE READING
Pencil Twist
PoetryPoetry about lives and living, your life and mine. The good things and the bad, things you remember and things you forgot. things from the past and things from the future. I hope you'll enjoy! Feedback, suggestions and all that stuff are always wel...
