i can't do it, but
don't worry about me
over all, all i am is this:
nothing
the world will be better, if i
can make it that way
and when i am ready,
everything will turn out fine
anyhow, i am useless
nothing is making sense in my head
you are all out to get me, i knew the whole time
may you please stop now...
on and on, i do
everything
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Poetrythis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.
