I’ve got a bug in my brain.
It’s just picking at my head.
I think I’m going insane.
Cause of the things that you said.
I wanna knock my lights out.
Like a crane.
I can’t stand it anymore.
I will never be sure,
Why you do,
The things you do.
I just don’t get it.
Maybe i just need to,
Sit down for a minute
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Poetry
PoetryHey, this Is a collection of poetry I've been writing since 2010. I promise it's better toward the end, being that's my more recent stuff. So feel welcome to skip forward, read it backwards or whatever you'd like:)
