Tell that it meant something to you,
Please just tell me that it counted,
I need to know that this wasn't all just for nothing,
I need to know that I had purpose.
Oh god, please just convince me
That I didn't waste those years,
Tearing myself apart, and putting myself back together,
In a formation that just didn't really work,
Like puzzle pieces that just didn't quite fit,
For no goddamn reason,
Like all of that was for no damn reason.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Death by Words: A Selection of Poetry
PuisiA collection of poetry written by me (that, as always, demonstrates my mental deterioration and inner dialogue).
