fading, fade away
hold on to what you can hold tight
don't force yourself to stay
find your self respect
even if it's in a paper bag
a polyester hat
a crumpled piece of paper
an envelope
cry when you need to
laugh when you can
whatever you want, baby, it's out there waiting for you
someday or another
it will come around
be there for it
YOU ARE READING
the poetry i write at 3am
PoetryFrom the collections and thoughts of my mind, it's a range of emotions all on one story. Hope you enjoy it.
