Holding me up was the only thing you were good at
Even though you were never that strong
And loving you was the only thing I was good at
Even though it didn't last very long
You smile all the time
But lately it been getting a little confusing
How on earth do I differentiate your smiling from your weeping?
I used to know a lot
No need for anyone to help me up
No need for anyone to
Explain things to me
But lately I've been feeling a little lost
A little shut down and
Desperately need
You to do
A little
Explaining
YOU ARE READING
Naufragous
PoetryNaufragous (Adj.) 1. Causing shipwreck 2. In danger of being wrecked or totally destroyed "To be or not to be that is the question" -collection of thoughts and propaganda of sentiments
