why is it easier
to torture are selves
and judge each other
than compliment each other?
is it cause we find the
negatives easier
or do we all
secretly hate each other?
all this swirls in my head
like a tornado.
but what can i
do?
YOU ARE READING
you're not a poet.
Poetryim not a poet. i just watch the world go by every second, minute, hour. like a normal person and feel my heart pumping through my brain
