i want to disappear.
and never return.
you make me sorrow.
i feel sad around you.
and never return.
hiding in a corner.
ignoring the world,
and their high standards.
you make me sorrow.
do you like seeing me a mess?
id love to be a mess for you,
please let me be a mess for you.
i feel sad around you.
you seem to use me,
do you like that?
please tell me you like the sadness in my eyes.
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)
