You can't tell
That my eyes are too weak to hold back tears
That my frown used to be a beautiful gleam
That my brain is glitched and slowly wearing down
That my spirit and dreams are blurred
That my heart is faded
That I'm torn
As torn as torn can be
YOU ARE READING
The Waves of Clementine
PoesiaMy stupid poetry book filled with dark stuff and funny stuff and fangirl stuff. Basically just a giant collection of cringey teenage poems. Enjoy!
