This is for the young ones who are lost and petrified,
This is for the old souls who room the familiar streets every night, like a routine stuck on repeat,
This is for the ones who scream in agony of having the constant rush of chemicals, as they feel the life in them being tortured with every droplet,
This is for the ones who've seen their end in their friend's end,
This is for the students with mental illnesses, who yet work so hard,
This is for horror victims,
This is for the ones who don't feel their love validated.
This is for everyone gay, put into gay situations and forced to live a gay life. Out of their comfort zone. their feelings invalid.
YOU ARE READING
A MESS.
Poesiaa book of scattered thoughts, words and actions. forever under construction so don't expect anything really. I'm not the best, but I love what I do & I do what I love.
