No rest for the one with a head full of tar
Can't see clearly with eyes full of stars
Don't let it get to you
It's getting the best of you
Who would've guessed that you
Were just the jester who
Only made yourself the fool
YOU ARE READING
Emptied Hourglass
PoesiaDon't think about the title too much. I definitely didn't. These are some poems I didn't think fit in the other collection.
