words and words and words
they stream through my veins
words, yells, screams, shouts
crying
i look in the mirror and i see chubby red cheeks
i see broken skin and misplaced freckles
i look at my tummy and i see folds
friends look at me,
they see loud words covering up loud screams
this is why it begins
YOU ARE READING
Foam & Folds
PoetryIf you like amateur poetry and the beach you should read what I've written
