Did it again, I fucked it. And I should be used to it by now. Nothing new just the same old same old, same old shit,... Same shit different would be friendship.
It makes me sick to my stomach knowing that Ill always do it I'm still living I life in it, I live like this
.I'm always stupid I always do it.
I sat the top of the bleachers and Through my sweat I was crying. I was crying. I was crying, and if a drop of tear crossed a bead of sweat would you tell it apart. Could you tell a difference? I mean who can tell a difference? It's different apart but can anyone root it apart when they're together? And through all of it I was smiling... , a girl asked me if I was OK and I smile so that they wouldn't ask me again, and it worked. And I smiled and I smiled and I smiled through it all
An ugly smile
But a smile
Sometimes a mask still can't cover
what's rotting underneath
ESTÁS LEYENDO
From The Heart ,From The Bone
PoesíaSo someone said I should do poetry because told me I was deep,.... Years later I realized they were right I should do poetry
