Warning: may seem like nonsense
Describe my life you say?
Short and bitter I say
Short and bitter
Pitter patter
Rain on the roof
From my eyes too
It's dark in my mind
Even when there's sun outside
It's the monster under the bed
He's moved into my head
I've named him George
Though he's not like the monkey
His curiosity
Is limited to atrocities
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Poetry
PoesíaI don't think many people read poetry on Wattpad but I do write some so I ought to share. Criticism is highly appreciated :)
