Tired
It's the same thing over and over.
You'll do this.
You won't do this anymore.
It's not what it looks like.
You love me.
Than why is it that everytime I kiss you
Your eyes are opened.
-b
YOU ARE READING
Cactus & Peony
PoetryA book about The pain The suffrage The beauty About being a girl In a world -bhictoria
