Dear Future, Past, Present Lover,
Why weren't you there to save me?
Sincerely,
The silent person, Loud person, Sitting in the back of the class, Sitting in the front of the class. Silently screaming your name.
YOU ARE READING
This is Poetic Vomit
ŞiirI only mean to write what I feel. That's what the doctors say I should do.
