Your a disaster
A volcano waiting to erupt
So messed up
That's why you are essentially perfectly made for me.
My disaster.
My volcano.
My mess up.
My work of art.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryThoughts in the form of poetry. Honestly don't know what's going on half the time in my head, but only time will tell 🤯 On a long journey through life that comes with ups and downs. ❤️ All rights reserved basically get your own stuff don't steal...
