What do you want from me?
Just tell me what you want from me.
I mean you want me to quite, is that it?
I don't know how we got here.
I just woke up and there's this building falling.
I mean I had a plan but now,
I Don'tI have no idea what to do
I don't know what to do
And all I know is I want to stay here,
I just want to stay right here with you...
YOU ARE READING
Feels Like We Are Dying
PoetryThis is just a bunch of mini stories with no plot but with a different meaning