stop
looking
at me
like that
you know
what you did
why act innocent
"i'm blowing this
out of proportion"
you say.
YOU ARE READING
untitled.
Poetrytrapped inside an endless dark hallway. i tried to find someone to help guide me but then i ended up chained up. chained up in a tree of guilt. letting leaves fall out and grow back. never staying still as they get pushed around by the wind of chang...
