Burying myself with lots of works
Losing temper at insignificant
Gestures others may have done
To please me but failed to do so.
Reduced food intake
Insomnia, overthinking and crying
For no good reason
Then it all came to me
I'm still not okay
I haven't recovered.
Especially when I'm not talking
With him.
YOU ARE READING
Pastel Yellow
PoetryI'm not so sure How are you able to see Through those thick-rimmed Glasses of yours To think that someone like Is pretty enough To be yours. What have I done For the Great King to Give me the most precious Reward I could ever acquire. ...
