If tomorrow...
never comes
I don't wake up
don't waste your energy
don't waste your tears
don't feel sad for me
don't miss me
you don't need me
"I'm not really something to be dwelled on."
well that's what everyone tells me at school.
But my one request
my very last request is for you to forget me.
YOU ARE READING
Random poems
Poetrysome stuff I wrote in my journal that I thought yall would enjoy some are hard to understand unless you have been through it your self. .....WARNING........... some things are * intense * for some readers
