Sometimes there's too many things to say. Sometimes there's not enough time. Sometimes using a pen can be easier than using my voice.
So here are some words. For you. For those I knew. For those that carry me forward. And most importantly, for me.
Sometimes there's too many things to say. Sometimes there's not enough time. Sometimes using a pen can be easier than using my voice.
So here are some words. For you. For those I knew. For those that carry me forward. And most importantly, for me.
I am broken
And now that you see,
what you've allowed
to happen to me
The evils you have forced
into my existence
Self-serving evils
now defying you
with such persistence
You try to cover up you...