No one understands,
the feeling that you get,
when the walls all fall,
and fall,
down, down, down,
but no worries,
it's okay,
let them fall,
let them break,
'cause who knows,
when you'll finally hear me,
when everything's at stake.
YOU ARE READING
speed bump
PoetryI write my poems when I'm bored, Because I can't say what I feel without being forward, I read all night, And sleep all day, Just to keep you all away, I'm sick and tired, Of being w...
