𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

Poem #12

You mumbled reasons to escape your wrongdoings to me.

You mumbled reasons to excuse your cowardice—

unbelievable, despising reasons.

And I knew right then and there that everything were all just lies.