life really sucks,
nobody gives a fuck.
no matter how hard i try,
ill never be good enough.
did you even like me?
as you held me with strings.
all i am is a puppet,
entertaining your needs.
will you ever like me?
though i wont forgive.
all you did was use me,
with a smile on your face.
YOU ARE READING
𝗠𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗦 , poems
Poetry☆ dance dancey dance da-dance dancey dance!!1! in which, i ignored my ill symptoms n convert them into poems (most/if not all r free verse)
