the pen feels useless in my hands
fake
foreign
forgotten
i do not know how to use it
so why
why would anybody give me a chance
so say what is on my mind
when my words
do not mean
a fucking
thing?
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book 2
Poetryjust a bunch of poetry, started january of 2020. we'll see how far it takes us. I basically just post random ass poems I create, not in any promised order. it just happens. this is book two - I stopped book one after one hundred poems. I think I'll...
pen
the pen feels useless in my hands
fake
foreign
forgotten
i do not know how to use it
so why
why would anybody give me a chance
so say what is on my mind
when my words
do not mean
a fucking
thing?
