To the bands who've lost a member to suicide:
The kids look up to you,
But they don't know all you've been through.
They listen to your songs,
And it keeps them strong.
But they didn't know,
You were going to let go.
You were drowning,
Definitely not clowning.
We'll miss you dearly,
You were hurting, clearly.
YOU ARE READING
Mistaken
PoesíaA book of poems about the LGBT, depression, selfharm, suicide, freedom, and society.
