And it keeps you up at night,
It haunts you in your dreams,
And it makes you feel guilty,
Because you did nothing,
Maybe you didn't do anything because you were too selfish,
Or maybe you didn't do anything because you knew,
No matter how many words you put in that book,
It would always be an empty book to you.
YOU ARE READING
My Poetry
PoetryThese are my poems. I'd appreciate it if you didn't steal any of them because they're very personal. That's pretty much it. I hope you guys like them.
