Okay, you did the thing.
Yeah, you failed more or less.
Now you cry.
You dry your tears.
And you move on.
You asked them out.
They said no.
You dry your tears.
You are more awesome than them anyway.
You can't find the answer to anything,
You feel useless,
It's all a nightmare.
Stop.
Find the rainbow,
Rework the problem in your favor,
Do something and don't stop.
Cause you my friend are the fucking ruler of this story.
You are the fucking sun, moon, ocean, and universe.
Don't forget this.
So get up and dry your tears.
You got this.
YOU ARE READING
Things Unsaid
PoetryThis story is me thinking 'out loud'. Me just trying to vent and maybe give out some advice along the way. I'm not by any means the next r.h. sin. And, hey, when you read this little book, really read it. Interpret it how you want cause while this m...
