Collect my tears
Keep them in your labeled jar
What a waste
You have no idea who you are
Everything is stale
You need adventure
You're too busy hating yourself
Grow up
That's what everyone wants
You can't think straight
It was just yesterday
You were a guilty girl
Now you can't breath
Get it together
Collect my fears
Keep them in your labeled jar
YOU ARE READING
Brutally ME
PoetryOriginal poems Just original poems I have written. They are deep, true and pretty damn real. Read them or don't.
