black ball point pen
in hand.
scribbling then turning it into
art.
but it's not the best,
not the worst.
but they - he, she
doesn't want it.
and it's not going to be
better, it can't but you can't forget
i'm not the writer,
i'm the pen.
and i'm living one big nightmare
YOU ARE READING
bodies ➳ author
Puisipoems that i've written, one line song lyric(s) at the end of each. the poems are meaningless and just "describe" that've happened.
