You there, with your skinny jeans and perfect hair
You there with your black leather boots and steely glare
You there with your wide innocent eyes and evil sneer
You there trying to get sober but drinking a beer
Look around you
Look at this world
What could you have done to make it better?
Nothing.
This world is slowly destroying itself,
And we're the only reasons why
~Madison
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
Şiir"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." ~Robert Frost ~~~~~~~~ This book consists of my innermost thoughts-turned-poems that I have had cooped up in my mind. But, just as a note, the subjects of my poems ar...
