poems or something

you are a tidal wave and she is constantly out of reach.

A collection of poetry about my fascinatingly average life, and pursuit of bravery.

"what can i really say?" used to be my words, when i didn't know as much. when i got older, i responded to myself. "everything." now, i realize that i can use my breath to speak on everything in existence, from dust on jupiter to the depths of hell but it doesn't matter. nobody knows anything and i sure as hell don't.