If you knew I'm writing about you,
would you make a fight?
would you regret?
turn everything right?
I stepped on hollow feelings,
In order of us, I'm believing,
I hate starring at nothing,
between four walls,
I'm stuck here,
or maybe waiting for your calls,
singing our favorite lyrics,
the ones I listen to,
when I hide, not find my parents.
the darkness embraced me,
I thought you kept me safe,
How long should I wait?
this love went through a lot,
it would furiously drive,
to the darkest spot,
darkness and evil will always chase me,
they knew I would drive to you,
the one who please me,
I'm trying and trying,
still I'm the one to blame,
my vision of you never stopped,
it got bigger the more you've came,
you say you've changed,
I'm sorry that I gave you no time a day,
i was just one of the
young boys who always loved to play,
poor me, always left off, always lonely.
-ClaryElvis
YOU ARE READING
the nowhere of believers.
Thơ caThis book speaks to people who suffered from the lovely little things, The little things that may slowly destroy us, wether it's before, now, or after. And keep us numb, instead of ignoring all the strength we could have inside. to people w...
