Everyone has habits.
Even me.
My habit is a bad habit,
And it's crawling and bawling
Back to you.
I don't understand,
But it's like biting my nails,
And procrastinating for too long.
You mistreat me and
Call me a failure.
I don't know why
But my bad habit is you.
YOU ARE READING
Nobody's Poems
PoésieSome of these poems are really depressing. But I hope you enjoy them if you want to read them.
