even when i tell you the answer you're still clueless
good thing too sometimes
when i come home you can't see the heartbreak on my face
sister
sister
you're nothing like mother
you both don't see it
but at least you don't do it on purpose
YOU ARE READING
lowercase • poetry
Poetrya collection of poems i made throughout my teenage years and every moment i felt with the boy i thought i once gave my heart to. • • • • previously known as blurry eyes
