pay you with innocence
You pay me with insolence
Repeating all my sentences
Because you're never listening
Even close to me you're distant and
You never bother remembering
I'd ask what I am to you
But I'm terrified of the disheartening
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Hidden Pride
PoesíaYears of depression bottled up and pour out. TW//: d*pression, su*cidal thoughts, self loathing, etc All poems are the authors original creation. Do not steal!
