Milky Way stars
they hide very far
my mind is clouded
oh, so crowded
my knees are weak
i can't feel my feet
they'd scream
"your being dramatic"
but I'm not
anxiety comes
it really sucks
and nobody seems to give two fucks
YOU ARE READING
Whatever shitty poetry I came up with that day.
Poetrypoetry, that i wrote, usually REALLY early in the morning