Yellow Gypsy Boy Who Sees All,
Can You See Me,
Can You See The Nothing I Am With Those Dull Eyes.
I Can Only See Myself When I Look Into Them,
As If They Were Mirrors From Hell Sent To Mock Me.
Stop Starring At Me Yellow Gypsy Boy.
I Know I Am Blue.
I Know I Am Nothing To You.
YOU ARE READING
Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
