Why do I put up with this,
When all your words, hit like a fist?
I try my best, to just sit and take it,
and when I try to speak up, you take my joy and break it.
YOU ARE READING
Poem Junk Book
PoetryJust shit my brain needs to write :,) Some could be in the POV as a certain character Some might have cuss words Some could even be inspired by random music. I do not know. This is mostly just my brain ranting to itself. Woah. Thats literally what...
