To all of the perfect things I've doubted.
I've never been right,
Don't listen to me.
YOU ARE READING
Acosmist Dysphoria
PoetryAcosmist Dysphoria The writings of an uneasy adolescent Who believes in nothing.
stitch my lips
To all of the perfect things I've doubted.
I've never been right,
Don't listen to me.
