Never.
You never listen...
Talking over me.
What's the point of telling me to open up, if you can't even see?
This is why I never talk. This is why you never know.
I don't want to open up, so I'll never show.
YOU ARE READING
Dichotomy
PoetryThe observant is always watching. Humanity is here and thriving, but our world won't be surviving our reign. Alive, but not noticed in living. Here we are. A new life, new words, a new start. Aug. 12th 2019 - June 18th 2021 Vol. 1
