I stay awake late at night
thinking about the things that could've have been
but how can I think in such way if you were never mine
I never gave you the chance
because I am a monster who can only think for myself
Yet I lay in bed wondering what could have been I have tried saying yes
YOU ARE READING
My Truth
PoetryIsn't it lovely the innocence of a child. They have a world that is pure and nothing more, but there are few who weren't able to experience that. There are various reason as to this very cause, some of them didn't have the chance to begin with and o...
