Fake- inferior, not original.
That's what you are
You made me believe I was nothing without you
Did you not say you'll be there through all
But here I am screaming out your name at the top of my voice
Your words I once thought were gold echoing in my head
Turns out they were only gold plated.
-Kassey
YOU ARE READING
ETHEREAL
PoetryElegant, exquisite, beautiful. Ethereal: extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world. It's a language so soft, soothing and calming. It's beautiful and understanding yet so absurd to us. It reaches the deepest parts of o...
