when I'm gone
don't ask people why i did it
they know a lie
not the truth
don't ask people why i did it
they know an excuse
not the reason
don't ask people why i did it
they know a rumour
not the story
don't ask people why i did it
they know of my sadness
but not of the rest
don't ask people why i did it
they know a person
but it's not me
(I apologise for this, I wrote this a looong time ago but this is for karasunope thanks for giving me faith in my writing❤️)
YOU ARE READING
to die would be an awfully big adventure
Poetryit may not look like it, but i'm okay i just miss you sometimes. {for the people who have had someone leave that they could never forget} (Completed)
