You say you hate yourself
I can see it in your eyes
You tell me you are alright
But I can tell you're not
No matter how much you try to hide it
I can tell
You can tell
You can read my eyes
Like mirrors they reflect my feelings
Trapped
Scared
Grief
"There's more to it I can tell"
Pain
Anger
You can tell
You're so good at reading me
YOU ARE READING
Russian Roulette ||poetry||
PoetryI'm feeling like this is just gonna be a shit post of poetry😅cause I need somewhere to store it all. The theme of this book is very inconsistent, so you know Russian Roulette...🤷
