we give compliments
purely out of politeness
and think we're tearing other people down
when it's really ourselves, we're destroying.
we apologize
just so we can let go of the guilt.
we say sincerity is overrated
without even moving our lips
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poesíaa sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
