I'm trapped in this room
Where the floors taunt me and the walls mock me
And outside these broken windows
That I've shattered with my bloody fist
Is a family
A town
A country
A world
That would be better off if I disappeared forever
YOU ARE READING
Scars
PoetryAn unfinished book of random poems I've written. Just be prepared for some misanthropic vents of a very paranoid teen..
