Click clack click clack
I click the button of my pen.
Tip tap tip tap
I tap the wood of the table.
Pitter patter pitter patter
The rain falls and falls and falls.
Drip drop drip drop
I instantaneously drop the idea.
Stop, stop, stop, stop.
My hand stops writing. The rain keeps falling.
YOU ARE READING
feelings on a piece of paper: a nobody's amateur poetry
Poetryyou've come across some kid's nowhere-near-great poetry! don't except anything good, this is just a poetry dump from some nobody. but read it if you want to. (hEY even if the pictures here are edited, like the cover picture, NONE OF THEM ARE BY ME o...
