If I were to dissapear tomorrow,
Not a soul would notice.
I dont have that likeness that makes people remember,
I have an invisibleness that makes me forgotten.
They wouldn't notice,
They wouldn't care.
I don't blame them,
For I honestly don't know if I was even really there.
JE LEEST
Behind the Flowers
PoëzieBehind the flowers of my facade. A collection of my poetry. Oldest to newest.
