you make me mad.
angry and grumpy, upset and insane.
you make me sad.
depressed and tired, weak and expired.
you make me happy.
when we make pistols with our fingers and make wrong aims.
you make me proud.
when we're together and everyone does double takes at you (not me, im no eye catcher)
you make me feel everything and I hate it.
I hate you.
YOU ARE READING
wordlings
Poesiai like words. so i write them. now you have to read them. cover by -daisukii
