hey you
you dandelion
stop pretending you're a flower
just because you don't have much power
stop causing people pain
to only entertain
just because you're a weed
doesn't mean you have to make someone bleed
hey you
you dandelion
stop hiding behind your pretty face
you're still a disgrace
YOU ARE READING
tempest
Poetrywe are all tornadoes of thoughts and feelings and loves and hopes and fears and this is my eye of the storm
