I sometimes get close to it about 9 to 10
I used to trigger it with a pen No one knows that I'm getting so close
Why can't I be normal, I suppose.
One day I snapped and told everyone I could goodbye
Why couldn't you like me guys
That night I got a hold of the keys to paradise
YOU ARE READING
Unimportant thoughts
PoetryThese are my first written poetry. Please comment what you think. Some cussing so WATCH OUT Pics are not mine
