I'm on some Drake shit, cause Nothing Was The Same
I've gone insane from the pain
I can't refrain
Searching for my fame
I'm disabled, but I'm not walking with a cane
I've got something that's uncontained
I used to think she was a snowy day
And I, a grainy stain
But her snow was rain
And the floodgates strain
YOU ARE READING
When Life Gives You Pineapples
PoetryJust my thoughts in the form of rhymes. Round 2