~The Same
It's weird how I don't feel any pain.
I thought you were different, but you're alike, just the same.
It's funny that I hear you calling out my name.
I never should've played your stupid, childish game.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the Pained
PoesiaThis is just poetry that I've randomly written, and feel like publishing them will help or inspire others. They're all pretty short. Please, no hatful remarks.
