We're either halfway to the end
Or halfway from the start
-V
YOU ARE READING
When You Read it, You'll know me
PoetryJust words that flow A river in my head It twists and turns And never stays the same The current is strong You can never go back Pen it down And remember The joy of the ride Through the rough bumpy tide That are the words In my mind.
Halfway
We're either halfway to the end
Or halfway from the start
-V
