Bodies
(They told me that I'm fine)
Belief.
Until they said big-
Then I smiled
And wished for the words 'Fuck You!'
YOU ARE READING
I'm Starting To Think...
Poetry...that everything can come together. It can tell us what we are. It can tell us what the meaning of everything is... If you just smile, You'll see the whole world. Now just smile. {Warning: Old. Bad. Old+Bad= Very bad.}
