i dont want to try
i dont want to cry
i dont want to walk
i dont want to talk
i dont want to eat
i dont want to greet
i dont want to see
i dont want to hear the things people say about me
why cant i just be?
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Поэзияhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
