It's supposed to be beautiful
to the eyes, brain, soulThen I realized
mine doesn't go in ordersIt's complicated
and can't be readCause it comes from inside
complicated me, as well as the poemSo many things to say
when will I learn how toMaking you wait
till you're tired of waiting
YOU ARE READING
Poe'ry
PoetryJust some rants and bottled up feelings that I'll try to write in the form of poem and story (ft. pics I took). Enjoy.