I guess my time has run out,
I guess I must now let it out.
That I have a boyfriend,
who's ugly like me.
Yes, his name is procrastination,
He inspired me to make this shorter than I planned to.
He loves me, I hate him.
True love, can't you see?
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust some rants by me. Maybe I'll publish my sucky old ones, maybe I won't. You'll never know.
