"Starving myself for you to care,
Wanting for you to stop and stare,
Suffering because of lack of food,
Greatly affected by hunger for you,
Notice me kneeling to my knees,
For you to see what you do to me."
YOU ARE READING
Talking To Myself
PoetryPoems I write while talking to myself Whispering words that won't make sense, A part of my life is a mess, And I don't think writing poems will fix the rest."
