keeping happy near me,
is like making a child watch a documentary.
it stays for a while,
and then it gets distracted and wanders off.
i don't hate happiness for doing that,
it's normal... i guess.
YOU ARE READING
gone too far
Poetrysimple. sharp. and hopefully memorable. poetry for the mad. join us. {lowercase intended } ------------------------------ bec g. crawley © 2019
