if you are happy
you are living
if you are depressed
it means you care
if you neither smile
neither wither
nor cry not a single tear
you are not human
you're barely there
with your altered emotion
and scribbled fears
you have given thou
noth but, your host seared
YOU ARE READING
Ouidas' Rose
Poetrya collection of rambles, of shattered letters, of quiet musings and heart throbs that feel like drum drops someone grab my teddy bear so I no longer feel the darkness
