i don't care how beautiful i am.
i don't care how amazing i am.
i don't care about everything i have.
it's not even enough to make you stay.
and now, you keep on making me guessing,
is it you, who easily come and go.
or is it me, who can't make you stay?
YOU ARE READING
the barrier.
Poetrythe rain will fall, as much as her tears drop as much as her words that she almost tell as much as her feelings that she always hide. they will also fall upon the earth and dry up, along with the rain. -escarlatee, 2017. [all poems are mine].
