I sat, staring out the window
Thoughts filling my head as I look
As I see the passing images while not seeing at all
I wonder how all of this could have happened
In such a short period of time
When we seemed so happy
But it was only one sided
And sad I stare
As the images pass by.
YOU ARE READING
Everything In Sight
PoésieThese are just little writings of my life and how I feel. Most of it will probably be depressing due to there being a lot going on. Thank you.
