You finally reached out to me.
I didn't think you would.
I thought I would be happy.
It shows you at least care a little.
I don't feel happy.
I don't feel anything, actually.
Maybe I was the one who never cared
YOU ARE READING
Poems of a Neurotic Insomniac
PoetryLet's see how this goes. It's time for this sleep-deprived, emotionally-unstable creature to write some shit down.
