And if you look deep
You would know that
"its not a secret"
YOU ARE READING
Dear NoOne
PoetryI am scared of the nights And the loud silence that elongates my room I am scared of the 3am's and the 5am's I am scared For that's when my own thoughts begins to haunt me. (A collection of my thoughts)
secret?
And if you look deep
You would know that
"its not a secret"
