It's not like I was embarrassed to tell.
It's just I didn't know how to spell.
I know it's coming back.
I can feel it getting worse.
And it's only because of that awful force.
YOU ARE READING
My Little Turtle
PoetryRoses are red, violets are blue, these poems are not as sweet as you! :D This is probably my most confusing piece of work. My most confusing but real, true, down to earth story. Only few would probably get it. Maybe your one of them.
