It started like this
You learnt to bury your demons
Before you could speak or walk
You learnt to cover your ears
When you fell asleep
And you learnt to live with your head held high
Despite the chill in your bones
YOU ARE READING
Can I Say Goodbye?
PoetryI'm always searching for something worth staying for but I can't seem to find that until then please don't mind me because I'm just a traveler passing through. When I'm not satisfied or happy I'll leave and find a new path, so just let me say goodby...
